Disconnected

We're planning my father-in-laws funeral in advance. He's slipping fast after an eight year fight with many cancers. That adversary, cancer, is relentless. It seeps into any crevice of life and takes root, establishing itself and doggedly taking hold. The only armor one can put on against this enemy is the armor of God, prayer and the Word. But still, one get's disconnected when one must fight everyday against the enemy's new foothold in a new cell or a new organ. Be still and know that I am God. That reconnects me. Solitude with Him reconnects me.

Be still and know that I am God

How still must one be to listen for and hear the voice of God? We busy ourselves with living. We hurry from here to there; encountering life as it hits us, taking on the blows and kicks of daily living. Solitude eludes us. We seek quiet, but we can't find it. Be still, and know that I am God. Listen...