Strength in the Stillness

Part 3 of the “Resting in the Quiet” Series

This series is a journey through silence, stillness, and the sacred pauses where God reminds us that strength doesn’t come from doing more, but from trusting Him more.

A woman wearing colorful glasses and a pink hoodie sits in a hospital room, giving a lighthearted expression while waiting beside medical equipment. The photo captures a moment of calm and humor in the midst of caregiving.

Morning Alignment

I too get up early to pray and spend time with God — like Jesus. Before the sun rises and before anyone in my house utters the word “Mom,” I sit in the quiet. I open His Word, sip my coffee, and align my heart with His. These moments have become my lifeline — the calm before the swirl of the day.

I’ve learned that peace often feels fragile — like a whisper I have to protect from the noise. The quiet of the morning doesn’t guarantee a quiet day, but it prepares my heart for whatever comes.

The Unexpected Pivot

Yesterday began that way — peaceful, unhurried, and steady. But as often happens, peace doesn’t always stay put.

On my way home from meeting with friends, feeling encouraged and ready to tackle my to-do list, my phone rang. It was Kevin’s mom’s caregivers. Her pain had returned, and they thought she should go back to the hospital.

Just like that, the day pivoted.

Grace in Motion

In the past, that might have set off frustration — rearranged plans, another waiting room, the familiar rhythm of beeps and nurses’ shoes echoing down the hall. But instead, I felt a strange sense of rest settle in.

Others stepped in to carry the afternoon load — picking up kids, cooking dinner, handling the chaos that usually falls on me. For once, I didn’t feel guilty for letting go. I simply exhaled and allowed God to fill the space where my control usually sits.

Maybe that’s why I didn’t panic this time. I’ve spent enough hours in hospital rooms to know the sound of faith — it’s quieter than fear, steadier than control. It hums beneath the beeping monitors and the rhythm of footsteps in the hall.

Centered, Not Stationary

As I sat there in the hospital room, I realized that stillness isn’t about being stationary. It’s about being centered — knowing that when life shifts, God doesn’t. He remains steady when my schedule does somersaults.

Strength in stillness isn’t a skill I’ve mastered. It’s a daily choice — sometimes minute by minute — to breathe deeply and remember Who holds me when everything else feels uncertain.

Maybe your day has pivoted too — from calm to chaos, from coffee to crisis. The invitation remains the same: Be still. Know that He is God. (Psalm 46:10)

He’s in the pivot, the pause, and the place you didn’t plan to be.

✨ Reflection

Where is God asking you to rest instead of react today?

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