Friday, November 21, 2014

the breathing room :: slow, still, silent

Who knew you could find breathing room in the bathroom at Home Depot?

I was standing with my hand on the top of the stall door, holding it closed.  What should have been a ten minute stop for my mom to look at Christmas trees had turned into a nearly half hour detour.  Both of the kids decided they had to 'go' just as we were getting ready to leave.  The walk to the rear of the store meant countless stops to open drawers in the model kitchens and gaze in wonder at the giant inflatable Yoda Santa {I'm not kidding}.  Once in the bathroom I saw Oliver assume the sitting, rather than standing, position and knew I could go ahead and make myself comfortable...this would take a while.

It was quiet in there.  There were no other customers {lucky for them} in the remaining stalls.  With my hand holding the door closed there was nothing else for me to do but, well, just stand still.  I don't normally stand still very well.  I'm more of a 'moving on to the next thing' kind of girl.  But I've learned that quiet is necessary and
   standing still can sometimes take you further than running ever could.  
So right there in the Home Depot bathroom I took a deep breath {the air quality could have been a little better} and let the slow, still, silent moment settle in and do it's healing work.

After a few minutes his little voice echoed from behind the stall door.
Mommy, do you know why I really like to go to the bathroom?
{Oh boy...that was a loaded question} I don't, honey.  Why do you like to go to the bathroom?
Because I don't have to hurry.  I can just relax.

This poor child of a mile-per-minute-mama finds still and quiet wherever his sweet little spirit can - even if it's on top of a toilet.  It's one of the things I most appreciate about that boy who takes his time the way we all should - nice and slow.

I've found in my own life that the times that seem most confusing and without direction are the times when Hurry is king.  When my schedule is not only dictating my plans but also my posture towards life, something begins to malfunction inside of me.  I find myself desperate for God to turn up the volume on his voice so that I can hear his instruction, but the truth is my life is too loud to be spoken over.
     God doesn't need to turn up the volume of his voice, 
     we need to turn down the volume of our lives.  

In the still, quiet moments we find our breathing room.

There is a pace for peace and it is not hurry.
There is a volume for abundant living and it is no louder than a whisper.

Sometimes we need to experience a complete absence of one thing in order to fully find the presence of another.

In the space we will share on January 25 we will breathe in stories...and also stillness.  In a world of Hurry and Loud we have to be intentional to tuck ourselves away in the Slow and Silent.  With soft candlelight and a simple prompt or two, we hope to protect some time for you to just be.  Cell phones and schedules will be pushed to the side so that something more important might push itself up inside of us.

Leave the hurry behind and come to a place where your only agenda is closing your eyes, stilling your spirit, and breathing in the freedom and grace your soul has been seeking.