Quieted

You quieted me.
I came to you with fears,
finally willing
to acknowledge them to myself
so I could speak them to you.
How you comfort me.
How gently you receive me.
How sweetly you remind me
of your Presence,
drawing me into that still center
where I am free to simply be,
where I rest in your goodness,
your greatness,
your love,
where I know, again,
that you are God.

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Be still and know
that I am God.
Psalm 46:10

From Heaven at my Door by Juanita Ryan