Be Still
For about two weeks (from New Year's Day to last Monday) I was in a spiritual fever of sorts. I was all worked up, worried, and wearied. Kind of weird to be both worked up (anxious) and weary (tired) at the same time. The worst of both worlds emotionally. On Monday night, I was laying in bed sleepless going through some verses in my head like James "Count it all joy my brothers when you go through various trials" and "Lean not on your own understanding," Then God spoke, "Be still and know that I am God." I knew it was God speaking. This verse is not in my MP3 player of my mind. Stunned...the fever came to a halt and scampered away whimpering like a whupped and yelping (love this word...yelp) attack dog. He'll be back for sure. Then, in my devotional the next day, the writer essayed on Psalm 46. Yesterday, when listening to R.C. Sproul's "City of God" series (I am cutting NPR out in the morning...too much negativity that I don't