Not a breath of wind this morning, when I took this shot. The anemometer was unmoved, along with the wind direction indicator. All is still, all is at peace. Beyong the foreground is a perfect vanishing point on the northern horizon.
I stood and reflected on this scene for what turned out to be just a few minutes. Lost in the moment and the stillness of air, sea, and sky.
‘Be still and know that I am God….’ The whisper of reality into the heart of the psalmist, in verse 10 of Psalm 46.
I’m not good with stillness; too much going on in my head! But those moments (and they often are moments!) when I can begin to stll my thoughts and swing them into a different thought pattern, can be grace full moments.
Grace filled,
stillness.
Inviting the
creative Spirit
of God into my
moment.
Recognised for who
I am, because
grace holds me
and accompanies my
wandering and pondering.
But craving stillness,
and vanishing points;
all drawn together.
Lost in the moment,
but surrounded by the love
of the Grace giver.
Not lost, but always found
Musings 