Anchored.

My aunt passed away yesterday. She had a fatal accident last week, with a bus running over her thigh and ribs. We were praying for God's healing touch.

There are times, when we are helpless,when we don't understand why the good Lord seems silent. There are other day to day happenings, When our hopes are dashed, when dreams crumble, when future looks dark and dreary, when our legs go shaky, and the pit of the stomach feels hollow, when nothing makes sense, and all seems to be a mess around, with noway out. And that's when I realise, we need to be still.

Just be STILL. With Closed eyes. Closed Ears. Mouth shut. Knowing He Knows. And that He is the same, yesterday, today and forever.

Stopping all logical reasoning, the facts, the statistics and get rooted only on faith.

The disciples SAW the storm, they HEARD the wind, they could FEEL the water in the boat. They screamed with their MOUTH 'We are dying' and there was Jesus, with closed eyes, ears, mouth and SLEEPING.

Peace, he has given to us. ALREADY. When we shut all our active system down, and focus on him, we'll live the peace, though nothing makes sense, though all around we see is a mess, confusion, and broken beyond repair.

He KNOWS.

Be still, and know that I am God Psalm 46:10
We have this hope (Jesus) as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. Heb 6:19
I have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.Psalm 16:8