Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.
I get inquiries now and then about my Sunday posts, usually about the use of the term 'Selah'.
It's one of those little words you see at the bottom of a Psalm.
It is sprinkled throughout the Old Testament like a dash of cinnamon on oatmeal.
But a side note.
It means to take a pause, to reflect, to think over what you've just read, to meditate on it.
To be still.
I started writing the Sunday Selah because I needed the reminder. Sunday often ends up being a busy, busy day around the Octamom household. We scramble to get dressed, rush through breakfast, look for matching shoes. Mike and I usually have areas we serve the church on Sunday morning and the kids all have their areas as well. We scurry, scramble and scold, often arriving breathless and a bit flustered or irritated at the church doors.
Because I haven't taken the time to 'Selah'.
And so this has become a calming discipline to me in the heavy traffic of Sunday morning. To take a moment to reflect on the week, to consider a piece of Scripture and to get it down cogently enough to share it with you.
To turn off the inner dialog about what to throw in the CrockPot before I head out the door and to be still.
To turn off the fret over wondering where 6 of 8 has left one of her boots.
To get still enough, even if for a brief pause, to know that He is God.
To be still.
And to know.
He is God.