Enough

Psalm 46

I've had enough.

May family has battled through a week-long combat against a dreaded stomach bug. This one was no fun whatsoever. You feel good after 24 hours of sheer misery, then when you try to eat anything beyond a bread and water diet, the stomach screams, "NOT ON MY WATCH!" sending you back to misery. Even if several days pass with feeling okay.

Then, the phone rings and my dad tells me he is having a bad bout with health, enough to send him to the healthcare unit in their retirement community.

There he joins Mom who is recovering from a broken leg.

Enough.

But life rarely listens to our pleas. Life relishes our whining. "Bring it on, punk!" life seems to scoff.

It is here that we need to hear the voice of God. God knows what life can be and how it can be. God knows our frailty, feebleness, and faintness, especially when life decides to get uppity with us. God is there.

"Be still and know I am God."

What wonderful words.

And yet we find it so hard to be still. We are too busy. We are too embroiled in life, with life, wrestling life. Stillness? Not now. Maybe in a day or two, when things calm down.

But God abides.

God waits for us to come to our senses. God waits for us to run out of reasons to ignore God's presence. God can outlast all of us. That's what comes with eternity.

Be still.

Know God.

Breathe.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

There? Isn't that a bit better? God is with us. God abides. God is.