Every. Single. Word.

If words were my weapon of choice, would I use them to fight evil? If words were my weapon of choice, could I adequately fend it off? Or would I only tire myself out swinging around this double-edged sword? I doubt myself because I’m afraid each word I use is too dull and my voice too weak. I worry I need to spend more time sharpening, more time training, more time strategizing Before I could ever become battle-ready. They say words cut deep, but how could mine ever scratch the surface? They say words cut deep, but Your words God, seem to take forever to sink into this thick skull of mine. The answer is no. I could not adequately fight off evil. So, I will lay down my weapons; my sword, my shield, my arrows. My words. I will be still and listen. Let Your words sink in. Because according to Your Word, You will fight this fight for me. I only need to show up and not give in. . . . I don’t want my writings to make you feel like you have to get things done. I didn’t start a blog to tell you “The 5 things you should be doing right now!” I want my writings to make you slow down. Maybe even bring you to a halt, stuck on one sentence or one word—lost in thought. I’d like my words to bring stillness.

Be still.