Life is a Garden Party

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Still


Although November at the time of this posting, it looks like winter outside.

Still

In the still of the night they came
as a hush lay over the land;
silently they came, though not motionless,
causing more work for many of us
and fun for some of you -
rather young or old, it's true.

They came fluttering,
a silent spiraling,
orbiting round and round
then lay still on the ground
silent, their journey ending,
though employment is pending.

A frozen orb caused this fuss,
though it creates a hush,
in the meadows and woodlands,
the countryside, towns, and lawns
as it falls silent and still
while stirring up a chill.

Silent, yet sparkling, effervescent before becoming still,
then children in multi-colored snowsuits and mittens spill
dispelling the quiet born
from these orbs cold and frozen.
Laughter fills the air
from children playing there.

The stillness of the landscape becomes tracked
as snowmen appear from snowballs packed.
These snowmen, still, like guards
made from snow packed hard
survey the snowflakes that descend
from someplace up in the heavens.

Other people get out the shovels,
or noisy snow plows and blowers,
interrupting the still silence
as they seek to keep their balance,
though they might not giggle and laugh
as they work at scooping out a path.

However you view
this cold, still view
a photograph - a still,
will freeze this moment, it will,
of snowflakes falling...
still, silent, calming.

And still they come with a certain solace
as they flutter down from outer space
a serene,
tranquil scene,
silent and still now,
though cold and how.

Still...they lie after their journey,
still...they come every January,
still...the hush heard in February,
still...to some quite contrary.
Now lying still...
through tomorrow...still.
* * * * *

Our lives are rarely still.
We tend to make ourselves ill
with busyness from sunup to sundown
all around our homes and even around town.

Ill as in physically drained
and even emotionally drained
for we take care of everything
but sometimes forfeit one thing.

That one thing is time with the Lord.
Where we should go to be safely moored.
Where peace is found despite difficulties.
When God enables with grace, plenty.

God desires that we learn to be still.
To hear from Him we need to be still
for God speaks to us in a still, small voice
which surely gives us reason to rejoice.

His voice gives us comfort and hope,
gives us direction when we can't cope,
brings us peace in the midst of our troubles,
making our impossible, possible.

Be still and know that God is the Lord
who longs to carry our heavy load.
Don't make yourself ill.
Learn to cease and be still.

Be still, and know that I am God.
Psalm 46:10

...a still, small voice...
Then a voice said..."What are you doing..."?
I Kings 19:12 (KJV/NIV)

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you...
Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
John 14:27

My grace is sufficient for you.
II Corinthians 12:9

Cast all your anxiety on him,
for he cares for you.
I Peter 5:7



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