Still

When life is hard...
when we're running on empty...
when we feel lonely or betrayed or forgotten,
our tendency is to get active.
We run and escape.
We do and strive.
We grasp and cling.
Fighting for control, we seek a tangible solution;
something that will seemingly fill us and give us momentary relief.

But all this running "to" is really a running "from":
running from the only One who can truly
fill those needs and shoulder those hurts;
running from the only One who can bring
peace in despair,
perspective in the chaos,
purpose in the mundane.

The question I'm posing to myself---and to each of you, my reading friends---is this:
Are we running to our heavenly Father---
the all-sufficient God of the Universe---
with our broken hearts,
or are we fleeing Him?
Are we convinced that He hears our pleas?
that He identifies with our hurts?
that He invites us to bring our disappointments, our inadequacies, our failures, and our sins and cast them all on Him? 

It's not a matter of doing more or escaping. 
It's a matter of being still.
"Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10
Jesus says to us as he said to Martha in Luke 10,
"...one thing is necessary...." 
Sit.
Listen.
Come.
"Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and  learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls."  Matthew 11:28-29