I never stop moving and I'm always on the go. I feel compelled to propel myself forward even when every ounce of my being wants to throw it in reverse. When there is peace in my world, I often invite chaos. I've never slowed down long enough to ever question why, although I think I know the answer. When you are busy, you don't have time to be disappointed or let down. You don't have time to analyze or assess the possibility of failure.
Being just 8.5 weeks from delivering my 5th child, I collapsed on the couch. It wasn't a choice... it was completely involuntary. I knew it couldn't last long; I had to pack up the kids and show 3 houses in less than 30 minutes, but as I sat there I heard a voice in my head that said, "Be still."
"What? Be still? Yeah, right. Like that's going to happen! Don't you know how busy I've been? I can't stop, there's too much to do. Be still... what is that supposed to mean anyway?"
Then I realized I was talking to myself. Well, thinking to myself at any rate, but either way I was having a conversation with myself in my head.
Just as I was about question my own sanity, my normally rambunctious 2 year old climbed in my lap and quietly cuddled in my arms. He whispered his ABC's to me and then sat next to me in silence for about 10 minutes, and no... he wasn't sleeping :)
Nothing could have been more important to me at that moment. I wonder how many more moments like this I have missed because I have simply never allowed myself to not be busy? Too many I am certain.
I never want to wonder what I might have missed out on again.
Nothing is more important than the moment in front of you right now. The road ahead will be there when you're done taking in the scenery from your vantage point on the trail.
Be still.
