una estación especial

before you can know that He is God
be still.

be still,
and know that  I AM GOD.

the earth gives way
the mountains fall into the heart of the sea
the waters roar and foam
the mountains quake with their surging

households torn
children no longer children
adults no longer adults
yes's and no's all maybe's and not sure's

be still.

and know.

God is ever-present.

there will be unity.
few words but clear communication.
love that is powerful
unwavering discernment.

this season of yes!!!! then, no!!!! times 4 or more.
only God knows...
how tiring it is for me to be in the maybe, maybe not zone.

taking me from solid ground to rocky waters
the solid is good but liquid is not bad either
can't look at the ground anymore but have to look at His eyes
or i'll sink and just look at the waves above me

your words are faster than light
of course i can't live by sight
cuz sight is slow and no longer my delight
train my ears to hear at your speed so i can follow your lead

on the ground or the waters
shaking or surging
you tell me to be still and know you
you're still and in all my attempts of escape

still you know me.
i'm not complaining but i can't wait to know
when my yes is your yes. and my no is your no.
you know that, too...

so with all my strength
i'll be still
my feet, eyes, hears. hands
still............

maybe this season of no, no, no, no, no
is a season of know, know, know, know, know