I am sitting in my fireplace room, looking out through a glass sliding door into our backyard. It has begun to snow and my soul feels rest. I love snow. When I die and go to Heaven (with God’s grace), I would like to live in a village where it always snows. With Peter helping me to shovel and salt the sidewalks, and making sure my fireplace is in order, I think it would be quite cozy. A 24/7 taco buffet would be within walking distance. It would be next to the library, just down the street from the hot cocoa and churro shop.
I try to find these moments of peace and calm, to remind myself of God’s verse to us–“Be still and know that I am God.” These moments remind me I am not what the world or others think of me: I am not the worth of my savings account, my job, college degrees; I am not the worth of my appearance, abilities, possessions, or anything else society may want to forcefully stick on me. I am God’s daughter. Be still and know…be still and know. Be still and know.
Here’s a Christian meditation I’ve done from time to time (see below). Don’t buy into the lies of capitalistic societies. Be still and know…This life is but a blink of an eye; eternity is forever. Amen.