Susan Lafferty“Trust in the Lord with all your heart….” (Proverbs 3:5-6)
All? Yes, all. Not the part. But the whole.
“Search me, O God and know my heart…” (Psalm 139:23-24) And He does. Revealing hidden chambers. Locked tight. Corners where I hold fast to self-reliance. Secrets. Pride. Fear.
Can I trust Him with even these? Yes.
Motionless. I sit. In sunlight. Stilled by loss and grief spilling across screens and down streets. Through personal stories of friends and strangers. Hard and sad.
Bitter wounds. Raw pain rooted deep. Laid bare.
Motionless. I wait. Stilled by the scale of it. What are we to do? Hands rest, palms up.
Eyes lifted to open sky between tall trees.
Wordless cry to the One I trust.
The candle flame moves. Flickers. Casting large shadows on the walls. I sit in the edges of its light.
All the celebrations of last week give way to winter quiet. Time to remember and reflect. Looking towards the future.
In past seasons there was little time for this quiet space. A long one, anyway. The season of raising three young children comes to mind.
Even then, the hurry in my soul needed me to sit. Rest. Looking to the One who knows my days.
