Why is it that we make faith so complicated?
Why is it our nature to always think there is more we need to do?
The answer doesn’t rest in the doing, in the striving, in the beating ourselves up.
The answer lies in the ability to be still and know that He alone is God and He alone is in control.
Oh to be still, to put an end to the self-loathing and criticism and reach a point of true acceptance and deep trust. To be able at any given moment to be at peace and to rest in deep joy and contentment, to be at peace with each moment, resting in the knowledge that all is as it should be.
It is our struggling with what is which breeds dis-ease and frustration. It’s our resistance to the moment that brings heartache. To be able to drift along like a leaf upon a stream, careless and free to go wherever the water leads instead of trying to go against the current.
If only we could wake each morning, thankful for a new day and willing to embrace the grace and many miracles that each day holds. To know there is so much to be peaceful with and allow the blessings to then flow.