Be Still

It was still dark when I arrived at the well. I sat down to wait for Him my heart loves but I was restless. My thoughts kept racing with all the things I needed to do until a knot began to form on my insides. “Maybe I should go do a few things and come back later to meet with Him,” I thought to myself. “Be still.” My heart looked up at the sound of His voice; I had been so preoccupied with self I hadn’t heard Him arrive. “Lord, there is so much to do,” I said quietly. He responded by reading to me from His Word in Luke 10. As Jesus and His disciples were on their way He came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to Him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to Him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me! Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better and it will not be taken away from her.”

There was a note written in the margin that said Psalm 27:4 so I turned there and read these words.
One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life; to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and seek Him in His temple.

“Be still,” He said again. I felt it then; the touch of His hand on my heart and the busyness that the world called me to seemed to fade away as my heart stilled under His touch. As my heart became still there at His feet I noticed the very air was filled with a wonderful fragrance and I knew it was the sweet fragrance of His presence. He tucked a prayer poem in the corner of my heart and I wrote it down.


BE STILL

Be still, my soul
Be still.
In the quiet of dawn until;
You sit at His feet
In His Presence sweet
Be still, my soul.
Be still