What is this restlessness in me, Lord? What are you doing in me, in my heart? I feel You moving most times, speaking and I can often easily distinguish Your voice. Then, there are times like now.
Times when there is silence. A waiting for You here.
I know You are here. I just don't know what You're saying, where You're leading. And it' frustrating. I burn to follow, draw my sword, charge into the fray with You. Then silence and I am lost. What do I do with silence, without the call to arms?
Meet me here, Jesus. Come into this silence and love me as only You can. You are my rest, my place of coming home. Show me how to rest, to wait in Your presence.
Teach me to be still.