Be Still With God
A scripture from Psalm 46 popped into my mind. "Be still, and know that I amGod." I realized that I hadn't spent much time in prayer that day. Was I too busy
to even utter a simple word of thanks to God? Suddenly, the thought of my
beautiful patio came to mind. I can be quiet out there, I thought. I longed for a
few minutes alone with God.
Roy and I had invested a great deal of time and work in the patio that spring. The
flowers and hanging baskets were breathtaking. It was definitely a heavenly place
of rest and tranquility. If I can't be still with God in that environment, I can't be
still with Him anywhere, I thought. While Roy was talking on the telephone, I
slipped out the backdoor and sat down on my favorite patio chair. I closed my
eyes and began to pray, counting my many blessings.
A bird flew by me, chirping and singing. It interrupted my thoughts. It landed on
the bird feeder and began eating dinner as I watched. After a few minutes it flew
away, singing another song.
I closed my eyes again. A gust of wind blew, which caused my wind chimes to
dance. They made a joyful sound, but again I lost my concentration on God. I
squirmed and wiggled in my chair. I looked up toward the blue sky and saw the
clouds moving slowly toward the horizon. The wind died down. My wind chimes
finally became quiet.
Again, I bowed in prayer. "Honk, honk," I heard. I almost jumped out of my skin.
A neighbor was driving down the street. He waved at me and smiled. I waved
back, happy that he cared. I quickly tried once again to settle down, repeating
the familiar verse in my mind. Be still and know that I am God.
"I'm trying God. I really am," I whispered. "But you've got to help me here."
又是英语小故事一篇~{:1_32:} 很好的短文 能有配套的问题就太完美了
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