Collecting Peace: Movement

Sometimes we are still

and sometimes we are stuck

in our stillness there is an awareness of God moving 

in our "stuck-ness" there is an irritation or lack of motivation, a dragging of feet, 

an anxiety or shame that stops us and tempts us to retreat

On those stuck kind of days maybe we keep walking anyways, through the thick forest

hoping for a stream, a place of refreshing things. 

Maybe we stand still and look for a sign or some shelter- 

the next marker on the trail, or a cave to wait out the storm.

And suddenly the rain sounds beautiful from inside the cave, and we collect clarity or rest.

I don't really know all the things we need to do to get unstuck, maybe we surrender to the sluggish feeling and just listen in stillness? Listen for the sound of God's whisper, or look for the movement of His spirit; The earth spinning, the stream flowing, His dancing rhythm and our perfect song.  Maybe you let the rain wash over you, or let the shelter cover you, or let a sign direct your next step of faith to an unknown place, welcome the nudge of His "rod and staff" correcting you. Maybe you open up your hand and find the hand of friends or family offering to travel with you? Because there is movement to be made or to be seen today. Oh the beautiful way He moves. Oh the peace in knowing, even if we are struggling or feeling stuck, He is moving and we are His.

and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace.
— Ephesians 6:15
23 1-3 God, my shepherd!
I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.
4 Even when the way goes through
Death Valley,
I’m not afraid
when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd’s crook
makes me feel secure.
5 You serve me a six-course dinner
right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
my cup brims with blessing.
6 Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
I’m back home in the house of God
for the rest of my life.
— Psalm 23The Message (MSG)
See, God has come to save me. I will trust in him and not be afraid. The LORD God is my strength and my song; he has given me victory.
— Isaiah 12:2
As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, my God.
— Psalms 42:1
The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
— Psalms 18:2 NIV
in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.
— Proverbs 3:6

I received an email last week that reminded me of this truth: the world needs you fully alive. Instead, I was feeling- oh let's say- fully stuck. Ha! Or just weary. And yet we had a lot to do. And instead of sticking to our planned list of tasks for the day, my husband insisted we go on a spontaneous adventure. I pouted and complained and gave him mean looks. Then we got in the car and proceeded to drive to a state park an hour or so away. As I watched the fields pass us by through the car window, I fell asleep. When we arrived, I stepped out of the car with an unexpected excitement. We had never been to Robbers Cave State Park. 

A smiling couple with two gigantic and polished walking sticks greeted us and pointed us in the right direction. The walking sticks made me laugh because they seemed a little pointless/silly, but fun too. So I went and found Oliver a walking stick, which he loved. There was something peaceful and fun about hiking this new trail already marked out for us. We didn't know where the markers would lead, but we kept going and sure enough they got us to the cave and then back to the start of trail just fine. The actual physical movement was good for me too, and God seemed to speak to me through the little things along the way. That day inspired the poem and thoughts for today's post. 

The world needs you fully alive.
— Emily P Freeman