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Teach Me To Be Still

Sometimes I can’t help but think about everything I need to take care of each day. It feels like there’s always something that needs to be done. Something that’s coming up. Something that requires my energy and attention. And something that will consume my time. The to-do lists will grow on and on, and when I think I’m done tackling my lists, there’s always something else. 

So, God, I need you to teach me to be still. 

 

Teach me to be still when life feels overwhelming. Show me how to take things on one thing at a time when I’m feeling worked up about handling an important task, responding to a pile of emails waiting in my inbox, managing my budget, and trying to get back to loved ones who are always calling or texting. 

 

Teach me to be still when I can’t find the answers. Show me how to pause and ask for help when I need it instead of stressing out trying to figure out everything on my own. I know that if I can’t find the answers I need to certain things, there are others I can reach out to for help. I can even reach out to you too.

 

Teach me to be still when I don’t know what’s next for me. Show me how to trust you completely, even when I don’t know what’s around the corner. Calm my heart, still my mind, and remind me to be still as you work, move, and order my steps.  

 

Teach me to be still when I begin to worry. Sometimes I worry about big things and small ones too. I think about what’s next, what could happen, and what hasn’t happened yet. There are times when my mind wanders all over the place. Show me how to relax and release my fears of the unknown to you. Teach me to be as worry-free as possible. 

 

Teach me to be still when I have days when I don’t feel like my normal self. Help me to see the uniqueness, beauty, and positivity in all that you’ve placed in me and created me to be. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I don’t like what I see and feel so disconnected from who I once was. I want to feel good about myself and be patient with myself as you help me become a better version of myself. Even during the hard days.

 

Teach me to be still when life doesn’t make sense. Sometimes some things happen that I don’t like or understand. Instead of asking you why, help me to be still and trust that you will bring me through the things that feel so complicated and very frustrating at times, and that when all is said and done, I will see that you have always been with me and that you won’t ever leave me or forsake me.  

 

Teach me to be still when I’m in a hurry and need to slow down. God, please teach me to simply be still and breathe. I know that everything doesn’t have to be handled right away. I don’t need to tackle everything in one day. I don’t have to be in a rush, panic, or hurry. I understand that it’s okay for me to take my time. Psalm 46:10 reads, “Be still, and know that I am God.” I know that it’s okay to be still and that I don’t always need to be on the go or on the move. Sometimes I just need to be still. So teach me to take my time and to pause my mind, body, and spirit to allow myself to just be in this present moment. 

 

Teach me to be still, God. Today and every day.

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