Still

Thursday in the Fifth Week of Lent

But I still my soul and make it quiet,

like a child upon its mother’s breast;

my soul is quieted within me.

Psalm 131:3

I am not ready for all that comes next.

Nevertheless, it comes. Without my consent or cooperation. Because I am not in charge.

I become still. I quiet myself. I lay my head and my heart against the comfort of God’s grace.

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Anne E. Kitch