When our feet are standing deep within the puddles of water. Or the waves of life seem higher than our feet can seem to bear. It is in the midst of the debris flying, maybe tears gathering within our eyes. And yet even- the moment not so aware, we become still enough to know we are not sinking.
We are capable of being present and capable to allow God to come in. There in the deepness, while waves are crashing, and the winds are blowing. Stillness and wider still, peace has reached out her limbs.
We hold this peace even for a small moment. It gets us through those doubting waves. So if you are looking for me. I can found standing still in the waters of life. Gracefully, humbly surrendered~kindnes sis.