{"id":1708,"date":"2015-01-17T19:24:22","date_gmt":"2015-01-18T00:24:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debmillswriter.com\/?p=1708"},"modified":"2015-01-18T07:57:27","modified_gmt":"2015-01-18T12:57:27","slug":"a-saturday-too-quiet-then-clarity-room-for-god-be-still-my-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/debmillswriter.com\/?p=1708","title":{"rendered":"A Saturday Too Quiet…Then Clarity: Room For God…Be Still My Soul"},"content":{"rendered":"

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God is<\/i> our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Be still, and know that I am<\/i> God; I will be exalted among the nations,<\/span>
\nI will be exalted in the earth! – Psalm 46:1, 10<\/span><\/p>\n

Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down;
\nFor the Lord<\/span> upholds him with<\/i> His hand. <\/span>I have been young, and now<\/i> am old;\u00a0y<\/span>et I have not seen the righteous forsaken…<\/span>He is<\/i> ever merciful…\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0– Psalm 37:24-25a, 26a<\/span><\/p>\n

I love the ebb and flow of the work week. There is a rhythm in routine that soothes my heart. The weekends are another thing. Don’t get me wrong: I love the weekend. However, if I wrestle with depression, (and I do),\u00a0it will be the most trying on Friday night, through the day Saturday, and then Sunday night.\u00a0Sunday, during the day, there is a reprieve with church and people and the routine of afternoon nap mixed with whatever sporting event\u00a0is televised.<\/p>\n

This was a too quiet Saturday…or so my self-serving little heart was telling me. I WANT PEOPLE…people who I can feed\u00a0and hear their stories and maybe\u00a0make laugh… People I can serve somehow. In that, a Saturday is redeemed for me.<\/p>\n

Sometimes we are insatiable…we can be busy, busy, busy (if that’s our drug, our path to some sort of significance)…and still our hearts betray our hunger…our hunger\u00a0for what really satisfies.<\/p>\n

Some Saturdays are all loveliness…this one was a struggle. Even with a birthday phone call from an old friend, and opportunities to help my daughter, take food to a new mom, and be a second set of eyes for my husband in the throes of a difficult project. It wasn’t enough. I was restless…for something…<\/p>\n

After\u00a0dropping off\u00a0food to that new mom and her family, and holding the wee one for a moment, I pulled my car out into the sunset. It’s\u00a0pictured above (captured poorly from my phone).\u00a0Oddly, an old hymn I hadn’t heard in years popped into my head. It was\u00a0“Be Still My Soul”.<\/p>\n

As I half-hummed, half-sang the words I remembered, the glory of God filled my heart. His beauty captivated me\u00a0– in that sunset, and in the newborn baby, and in the life we take so for granted. Stopping on the side of the road, I let the world stand still for a bit…until the sun burned out into evening.<\/p>\n

Thank You, God, that You brought clarity to\u00a0a busy mind and a longing heart on this too quiet Saturday. Too quiet for me…but only until You stop the ache and bring me back to Yourself. May I have the sense to be still, and know…You. It is enough. You are enough.<\/p>\n

Be Still My Soul (traditional & contemporary versions –\u00a0YouTube links below)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
\nBear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
\nLeave to thy God to order and provide;
\nIn every change, He faithful will remain.
\nBe still, my soul: thy best, thy heav\u2019nly Friend
\nThrough thorny ways leads to a joyful end.<\/p>\n

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
\nTo guide the future, as He has the past.
\nThy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
\nAll now mysterious shall be bright at last.
\nBe still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
\nHis voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.<\/p>\n

Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
\nAnd all is darkened in the vale of tears,
\nThen shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
\nWho comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
\nBe still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay
\nFrom His own fullness all He takes away.<\/p>\n

Be still, my soul: the hour is hast\u2019ning on
\nWhen we shall be forever with the Lord.
\nWhen disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
\nSorrow forgot, love\u2019s purest joys restored.
\nBe still, my soul: when change and tears are past
\nAll safe and blessed we shall meet at last.<\/p>\n

Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise
\nOn earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;
\nAcknowledge Him in all thy words and ways,
\nSo shall He view thee with a well-pleased eye.
\nBe still, my soul: the Sun of life divine
\nThrough passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.<\/p>\n

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Full Lyrics of Be Still, My Soul<\/em> – Timeless Truths<\/a><\/p>\n

Be Still, My Soul (In You I Rest) – Kari Jobe<\/a><\/p>\n

Be Still My Soul – Selah<\/a><\/p>\n

Hymn – Be Still My Soul – Traditional<\/a><\/p>\n

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