No matter my supreme efforts, I can’t be still. I have tried many times and I have tried many ways but I am a constant form in motion. It has always been so.
I know this Bible verse is tremendously popular and calls us to action. But it really calls us to inaction. I like the action part better. I like to call to God openly and loudly…just like the cicadas.
In the South, we have a vocal litany that fills the night air comprised of our chatty cicada population who, through song, attempt to reach out to a mate. They are known as the loudest insects on the planet. I believe this. They want to be heard. They make a joyful noise.
And so it is with me. I may not be still but I know God and I know He loves me. I talk to him during my constant movements and I ask His blessings even though I can’t be still and listen for His voice sometimes. But I hear him. I hear Him loud and clear and I long to please God.
I may move too much. I may not be still. But, I move forward and press on to reach a Father who loves me just the way I am. The great “I AM.”