Bath time with our littlest one has proven to be a chore. While she enjoys playing in the water with her bath toys, she hates, detests, can’t stand, absolutely does not like, (get the picture?) water in her face.
When it is time for her hair to be washed, it requires much prayer. (Possibly prayer and fasting.) If one drop, and I do mean one drop, of water lands on her face, the whole household is aware, along with, possibly, half of the neighborhood.
One night when it was bath time, I explained to her that if she will just be still and trust me, I will not get water in her face. I reminded her that when she begins to move around, gets restless, and begins to disobey, then inevitably, water gets on her face and in her eyes.
Now granted, this was the umpteenth time this conversation had taken place. I did not have high hopes that this time would be any different from last time. However, we attempted bath time nevertheless.
“Just lay your head back, be still, and trust me, ok?” I said to Mikayla.
“I am really scared Daddy, I do not like the water in my face.”
“I know honey, you tell me that every time, but if you will be really still and just trust me, I promise not get water in your eyes. Just close your eyes, and trust me.”
“But I am really, really, scared.”
“I know, but will you just be still, and trust me?”
“Okay Daddy, I’ll be still...”
A miracle happened; two fold. One, she remained still! If anyone knows our youngest daughter, her being still in and of itself is a miracle to praise the Lord about for 1,000 years!
I also managed, somehow, not to get any water on her face. I was thankful. This may seem like a small thing to some, but I seriously rejoiced that bath time went so well. She was still, I was able to do what needed to be done, and all was well in the Barrett home. Surely I deserve a trophy for this.
So today I found myself wrestling with some things. Some fears. Some unknowns. Some uncertainties. I became restless. I was not “still” by any means.
Then, within my heart, I heard a still small voice say: “Will you just be still, and trust me?”
Oh, how heavy these words fell upon me! As much, if not more, than I wanted my daughter to trust me, my Heavenly Father wanted me to be still and trust Him!
Oh, If I would just be still, and allow God to work! Allow Him to move! Allow Him to reveal His will!
Many times, we have situations where we simply do not know what to do. We are afraid. We are apprehensive about the future. We are uncertain as to what we should do. Our Lord says: “Will you just be still, and trust me?”
“But I am really scared Lord, I do not like the situation I am facing right now.”
“I know, but if you will be still and just trust me, I promise it is going to be ok. Just close your eyes, and trust me.”
“But I am really, really, scared.”
“I know, but will you just be still, and trust me?”
“Okay Lord, I’ll be still…” Does God speak in an audible voice? No. It is much more intimate than that. If you are His child, He certainly does speak. His sheep know the voice of their Shepherd.
I am reminded that when I refuse to be still, when I begin to “move around”, when I get restless, and refuse to walk by faith, I end up feeling like our daughter does when water gets in her eyes.
I am emotional. I am upset. I panic. I fret.
Lord, thank you for this reminder.
Whatever you are facing today, the Lord is asking you: “Will you just be still, and trust me?”
Be still, and trust Him today.
“Be still, and know that I am God:” - Psalm 46:10
