In my life I have faced many struggles.
I am human and by nature I have grown sin weary and overburdened.
My hands have worked alone, in vain to build masterpieces that always fall short of perfection.
In the midst of despair, I place my discouraged heart in the hands of the one who softly whispers, “Be still and know that I am God.”
I place my confidence in the one who faithfully works to do what is positively right for me.
I rely on the perfect knowledge that keeps Him from doing anything in my life that is not exactly what I need.
He is the Lord of creation, and yet He is committed to gently knocking at the door of my heart.
I adore the God whose love is so pure that He sent His son to live a perfect life for me. His love is so holy that He sent His son to shed His blood on the cross for me.
I treasure the God who will never stop forgiving me.
My hope is in the one who knows the depths of my heart and still loves me so passionately and watchfully.
The one who softly whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God.”
~A MountainWings Original poem by Billi Jo Bentley, Albany, OH~Based on Psalms 151