Sabbath Moments
Life sometimes casts us into landscapes that feel subtly askew, a low hum of discord beneath the surface, a whisper our intuition catches like a fleeting shadow. That's where I stood, a few years ago, until a quiet communion, a heart-to-heart with Jesus, sparked a potent knowing: it was my moment to chart a new course.
Imagine a vibrant Southern California afternoon, the city's pulse a tangible thrum beneath my feet. Poised outside a bustling coffee shop, preparing for a meeting, the echo of LA's frenetic traffic still lingered. Laptop open, my fingers danced across the keys, each word a heartfelt plea for direction, a prayer taking form.
Then, as I poured out my seeking heart, an extraordinary stillness descended – what I now recognize as my first true Sabbath moment. It was as if the Lord gently took my hand, guiding me inward to a place of profound listening. The invitation whispered was clear: "If it is peace you seek, let me show you how to find it. Get still, be present, and truly see."
My immediate thought, a familiar human resistance: Really, Lord? How could anyone find peace in this chaos?
Confession time: my spirit can be a little… spirited. And yes, (ahem) I’ve been known to engage in a lively dialogue with Jesus. Yet, with a yielding heart, I chose to obey. My gaze softened, drifting across the street, where an old building stood, a familiar beacon – a church. In that instant, my inner landscape shifted.
Suddenly, my senses awakened, embracing the fullness of the moment: the rich aroma of brewing coffee, the city's relentless rhythm, the groan of passing buses, the interwoven symphony of countless voices – life unfolding with breathtaking speed all around me.
And then, as if an unseen hand had gently lowered the volume, a profound hush settled within the city's vibrant song. The external noise didn't vanish, but its power to overwhelm receded, unveiling a deeper clarity.
In that unexpected sanctuary of stillness, a profound truth resonated: even amidst life's most hectic and unbalanced seasons, His presence remains constant.
The power to quiet the clamor and create a sacred space for guidance to be heard exists, even within the intricate city scapes of our personal journeys. It's in those unexpected moments of surrender, even amidst the whirlwind, that the path forward often reveals itself.
May you, too, discover those pockets of stillness in your own bustling life, those sacred spaces where guidance gently unfolds.
In Him~ Harmony
