As I sit here staring at this blank computer screen, I haphazardly look over to my left. Our Christmas tree is standing there. Still. Warm. Inviting.
It’s hard to look away. My eyes just want to engage in the beauty of this tree. No ornaments are even hung yet. But, it doesn’t matter. She is glowing with colorful lights. Inviting anyone to come and sit next to her warmth. [yes, I do believe our tree is a “she”.]
There is nothing really special about this tree. Average height, average breadth. Yet, it is hard to look away. She’s just quite a breathtaking sight.
This verse quickly comes to mind, “Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10
There’s that word again.
Rhymes with Jill. You would think I would remember. It also rhymes with my last name, Hill. A double reminder. Still. Jill. Hill.
[God really does have a sense of humor]
Yet, so often, stillness escapes me.
When worries pile on, my mind is not still.
When sickness is looming over a loved one, my heart refuses to be still.
When finances get crunchy, and anxiety rises, I forget about being still.
When my to-do list seems to never get done, frantic overcomes any sense of stillness.
When my children get on my ever last nerve for the 108th time in one day, my actions are anything but still.
Why is it so hard to be still?
Stillness takes surrender.
A heart surrendered to its proper authority.
Surrender your heart to God, turn to him in prayer John 1:13-15
In this season of hustle and bustle, I want to be still. Really, I do.
I want to soak in the joy of Christmas.
I want to linger longer.
I want to live in this moment with my family and my children.
I want to be like our Christmas tree. Warm. Inviting. Still.
Yet, so often get I can caught up in the wrong things. Worry. Fear. Anxiety. Busy.
I need a reset. How about you?
Instead of doing the usual crazy we are so used to, let’s be still.
I hear you laughing.
It’s Christmas, how are we to be still??
Stillness begins in the heart.
When our hearts are still and at peace, our bodies will soon follow.
A heart at peace gives life to the body. Proverbs 14:30
When I had my first baby, I would go and sit at Lem’s grandmother’s house for hours with my newborn swaddle.
Something about her house made everything better. It was still.
Lem’s grandmother was never rushed. I never felt like I was a burden to her. I always felt welcome.
She was still.
I think the elderly get it.
They see the other side of this life in a whole new way.
Time is a precious thing to the elderly. They know how short life really is.
What if we slowed time down a bit this season.
What if we created a space for us to be still and be with Jesus. Not because we want to “squeeze” our quiet time in, but because we want to be still with Jesus.
Jesus stills our hearts. He pours peace into our worn-down souls.
Do you know what would happen to my beautiful tree if I didn’t water her daily? She would die.
Her green branches would turn brown, and slowly she would wilt.
The same happens to our souls when we don’t take the time to be nourished with God’s word.
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. Psalm 42:1
Let’s be still.
And, just like our Christmas trees, let’s invite a weary world to soak up some peace, warmth, and stillness.
jill hill 😉
~~ Jill Hill is a contributing writer for the Christian Yoga Association
“Those who look to Him are radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed.”