I have stilled and quieted myself, just as a small child is quiet with its mother. Yes, like a small child is my soul within me. Psalms 131:2
I remember several years ago sitting in a beautiful park in St. Louis Missouri, with many anxious thoughts. Things I was carrying from the past, concerns I had for the future, and an uneasiness about the present. I found my way to a massive tree. So huge that you had to take several steps to walk around it. So large that just one space between two roots held my body. I sat in this place and leaned my back up against it’s solid trunk. Looking straight up, the tree seemed to go for miles. Even though I was frail and unsteady I could sense it’s immovability. So much peace came from the thought that as long as my back was pressed hard against this object I was not moving. I was secure. And immediately I understood that we are this way with God.
Attached to him there is constant peace. A baby is comforted by the sound of it’s mother’s voice and heartbeat, and it is a vital necessity for the survival of a premature baby to hear it. It gives the baby a sense that it can interact within the world it is connected to. This is exactly how we are to be with our heavenly father. Remaining so close that we can hear his heartbeat. It allows us to fully interact with complete security in a shifting world. I remind myself to lean back against him, quiet my soul and listen for his heartbeat.
This post was written by Liz Schuerger. When she’s not working at the Miracle Hill Boy’s Home, she finds herself practicing yoga, crafting, and discipling women and girls.