There’s something so sweet about this sudden stillness.
I’m amazed
as it was least expected.
I was quaking with the chaos
Moved to make motions for every demand
And working so diligently for the outcome
the order.
Little steps sang sweetly
but buried swiftly by the oncoming traffic—
get it done
it’s this, then that
I still don’t know how—
a steady stimulus
culminating into cries
I’m undone
Insufficient
Not enough
There’s always more.
I’m amazed
because, even though I often do,
He doesn’t ignore
He’s there
He’s always
He’s enough
He’s always more
And He persists though I prone to wander
with the things
the demands
the makings of our “days”
He’s there softly saying
through the pressures and pains
“You can’t.
I can.
Be still.
Be mine.”
And it’s that easy to come
when you know He’s not expecting
Not wanting you to sweep up the mess
and make some kind of majesty
All He wants is the simple askance
for mercy
To take in His delight
that never wavered
though you did
The love that always stayed
when you left
The peace that never changed
when you quaked
So I came.
And when I least expected
I drank up the awe
I soaked in with singing
This desire to just be