文档介绍：心灵鸡汤
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Be Still With God
By Nancy B. Gibbs
All day long I had been very busy; picking up trash, cleaning bathrooms and
scrubbing floors. My grown children ing home for the weekend. I went
grocery shopping and prepared for a barbecue supper, complete with ribs and
chicken. I wanted everything to be perfect.
Suddenly, it dawned on me that I was dog-tired. I simply couldn't work as long as
I could when I was younger. "I've got to rest for a minute," I told my husband,
Roy, as I collapsed into my favorite rocking chair. Music was playing, my dog and
cat were chasing each other and the telephone rang.
A scripture from Psalm 46 popped into my mind. "Be still, and know that I am
God." I realized that I hadn't spent much time in prayer that day. Was I too busy
to even utter a simple word of thanks to God? Suddenly, the thought of my
beautiful patio came to mind. I can be quiet out there, I thought. I longed for a
few minutes alone with God.
Roy and I had invested a great deal of time and work in the patio that spring. The
flowers and hanging baskets were breathtaking. It was definitely a heavenly place
of rest and tranquility. If I can't be still with God in that environment, I can't be
still with Him anywhere, I thought. While Roy was talking on the telephone, I
slipped out the backdoor and sat down on my favorite patio chair. I closed my
eyes and began to pray, counting my many blessings.
A bird flew by me, chirping and singing. It interrupted my thoughts. It landed on
the bird feeder and began eating dinner as I watched. After a few minutes it flew
away, singing another song.
I closed my eyes again. A gust of wind blew, which caused my wind chimes to
dance. They made a joyful sound, but again I lost my concentration on God. I
squirmed and wiggled in my chair. I looked up toward the blue sky and saw the
clouds moving slowly toward the horizon. The wind died down. My wind chimes
finally became quiet.