Sundays are typically crazy-busy around here, but with my little one ill, the end of the semester imminent, deadlines pressing, and voting just two days away, today I found myself feeling particularly anxious about things I cannot control. Then, while taking a short break, I ran across this photo of my son which reminds me to be still and yield to a spirit of peace.
In this photo he is the embodiment of stillness to me. He is totally immersed in his own thoughts and completely comfortable in his world. Not a worry. Not a care. He’s just “being.”
Isn’t that what stillness is? Practicing a spirit so at peace that whatever is happening around us cannot disturb us?
The serenity of my little one’s face reminds me to surrender the reins, give God the whole burden, and “just be.”