When I can’t find the words
Some days, the words don’t come. They refuse to travel the path from my mind to my fingertips spilling onto the keyboard and into the page.
No words bubble over like the release of a shaken soda. Instead, they are the sludge of unstirred sugar crusted to the bottom of the sweet tea pitcher; they just sit there refusing to blend in or pour out.
I would be willing to bet you a rock that I am not the only writer who feels this from time to time. I know how to keep time with the cursor on the page as it blinks steadily laughing in my face and taunting me with its monotonous rhythm.Tempted to throw it away and push past the silence, I yield to His presence as He takes over. Click To Tweet
Silence lulls me as the music sings. The words of the songs float through the air, into my ears, and take residence in my heart.
“And I will sing of all you’ve done, and I will remember how far you have carried me. You are faithful to the end. I will worship you. Surely your goodness and mercy will follow me. There won’t be a day that you’re not by my side, and there won’t be a day that you let me fall. In all of my life, Your love has been true. With all of my life, I will worship you. I worship you, Jesus.” Faithful To The End, Bethel Music
The reality of still dawns
In this moment, I realize I am still in the presence of the Lord. The praise to Him engulfs me as I watch the cursor on my blank page pulse. The words of His Majesty echo through the hollow halls of my empty mind that cannot form a thought to save my life. Tempted to throw it away and push past the silence, I yield to His presence as He takes over.
“Just be still and know that I am God.” He beckons. “Let your words fall quiet and rest in me.” And so I do. I let the peace fall where it may in my solitary act of worship.
In the quiet stillness with which He has so graciously gifted me, I beg His presence to fall all around me. This is my act of worship. With my silent stillness, I offer Him my undivided attention. No words spoken, no words needed.With my silent stillness, I offer Him my undivided attention. No words spoken, no words needed. Click To Tweet
Tonight is the season of still
I realize these moments are far and few between in this overpacked world. Even living alone in the woods, the silence is not as frequent as it need be.
Something could and does demand our attention nearly every second our eyes are open.
“Be still” He begs us, “Be still and know I am God.” Let the white space of a blank page draw you into His presence.
Let His peace fall as your praise of quiet ascends towards Heaven. Enter into His presence with a silent heart void of stuff and things. Allow Him to form the words of your heart and renew your mind.
Worship Him with your undivided attention!
“Worship the Lord in the splendor of His holiness; tremble before him all the earth.” Psalm 96:9
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