I'd rather squirm, please

Be still, and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10

It's easy to prescribe this verse. It's not so easy to act on it when the being still means crawling in and staying quietly put in a scenario you don't like in a place where you don't want to be. I don't mean a literal location. I'm talking about the place where you know you have to go to grow, to be stretched and refined.

It's as miserable as it is exciting. Miserable because it's miserable. Exciting because experience promises that I'll be closer to God, happier, stronger, more well-equipped for having sat.

To be completely honest - that's point of a blog, right? might as well play by the rules - I've never sat long enough to be still and know that He is God. I've never even come close to the being still part let alone the knowing.

I've got a lot banging off the walls of me right now. I want to put it all in order, file it, organize it and be done with it. That's how I roll. It's not working. The boxes keep dumping over, making messes.

So I've decided. I'm crawling in. I'm sitting still. I'm not coming out until I know that He is God because I'm desperate to know that.

I'll let you know...

Random ADD moment... This afternoon we met two fancy little girls from our church. Their dad was installing the lights at the new volleyball court located directly outside our window. : ) That's right, I'm smiling about that.

The 7 year old (my favorite first grade age) took the glass of iced tea I gave her, had a swig and said, "Uh, I wish this was sweeter. " She hands me back the glass. "I'll have like 2 more packets. Go ahead."

So I put 2 more granules of sugar in the glass because, yes I did run right into the house to make her sweet tea sweeter.

She also told me that wood is not good for rakes and we should buy a new one, that Tucker has a good sense of humor, that pincher bugs like my kids toys and my swing so we should change our porch, that Jason could be my son (whatever!), that we need more toys but she'll play with anything I've got and that I should learn to play soccer. She also said she's getting a little bit shorter because she drinks coffee... I like her (and am not surprised by the coffee).