Drop thy still dews of quietness
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of thy peace.
by John Greenleaf Whittier
I don’t know about you, but I’ve had one of those weeks where all I’ve wanted is to curl up in a quiet corner and pull a cover or a quilt over me. There has been nothing specifically that’s made me feel this way this week, just a series of situations and events that have made me wonder “why me?” and “what’s the point?”. question myself, my worth, my intentions, as well as .
Sometimes I just need to remember my own advice to take it all to God in prayer…maybe subconsciously that’s the quietness I’ve been yearning! How about you?
