I am listening to one of my favorite songs. There is a verse in it that says, "Still. Are you still my child? Be still and know that I am God. Wait. Wait on my power to fight the battles that you find so hard. And rest, rest for a while until my Spirit makes you new. Still. Be still, my child, and know that I'll be God for you."
It took me an hour and a half to get to work today. The train was crossing in Cresson. Many stories of frustration could start with those words: "the train was crossing in Cresson."
For you see, those of us who drive from and to Granbury know how hard it is to be held up for 20 minutes or so by that darn train. While we huff and puff about our schedules, and our time, and question why this train is allowed to pass through here during commuting hours, the world is still turning, precious time is still passing, and lessons are waiting to be learned and applied to our lives. Perhaps God's message to me was, "I've been watching you run around in your circles, acting just like the world in all of its ways. Never seeing the truth or the miracle. Never taking the time to hear me saying, that still, are you still my child? Be still and know that I am God."
Trusting God with all matters of my life, means accepting the "train in Cresson" and every other inconvenience surrounding my day today. Accepting that there was no inconvenience, other than the one I chose, which in turn affected my spirit. My spirit could have rested instead of anxiously stomping my foot and texting my annoyance... if only I had accepted.
Acceptance: ah, that word that often turns up in my conversations and readings...in my prayers. "God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change."
When all is said and done, my acceptance of what is, and my faith and trust that many times, what is, cannot be changed by me. And with that acceptance, I can let go. I can exhale, and I can breathe in deeply. I can rest, and know that God will be God for me... for those I love... for those I still resent... And one day, with God's miraculous power, resentments will be gently released, leaving room for all things new. Today, the train crossing in Cresson was a blessing for me.
Letting God be God today. Namaste.
