This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is on the word still.

Such a little word with so much meaning. Over the last couple of months I’ve been praying differently. Asking God to make the fleece wet and leaving no margin for error in my discernment.

He delivered!

And even though some of these answers are somewhat scary, I’m full of such peace and such confidence that I wonder why it took me so long to just ask Him the hard questions.

Fear. That thing that isn’t from Him. That thing that we don’t even like to speak of. But it’s real and we humans fall into that pit every time.

But He tells us to be still. And so I learn this skill. Day-by-day…I learn what stillness truly looks like.




I use to pray safe prayers.

You know the ones. Where you’re not afraid of the outcome no matter what the answer is. Nothing like a hard question for Him to answer or a hard truth for me to swallow.  They were careful prayers. Ones that were like sticking a pinky toe into the water – sending soft ripples rather than the tidal waves of truth that came surfing in on His response.

If I just played it safe. Cautious. Measured it all up before I let the words slip from my mouth…then He couldn’t yank the rug of comfort out from underneath me.

Status quo. Just keep it like it is – no need to stir the nest.

Oh, but there was no stillness. I fought for myself. I failed to trust.

How often I read this scripture and let it slide through my fingers, unmoved by its meaning.

The Lord will fight for you. You need only to be still…

Inspiring. But what did it mean for me? I couldn’t be still. I had to fight.

Anxiety does that to a person. And we’re reminded not to be anxious about anything but to pray the prayers of supplication, allowing Him to work such power that when He speaks, it happens.

And then there was that day. That day it just all sank in. He who promised is faithful…

The Lord WILL fight for you.  You need only to be still…

So I prayed the harder prayers, knowing that the answers came with a Hand that would equip me for the task. A pillar of cloud during the day. A pillar of fire by night. And one that moves in behind me to get my back when the enemy is approaching from behind.

I have peace now and I’m no longer afraid of the answers. Not very afraid.

I trust Him. I am sure of Who He is.

I am finally…finally…still.



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