The slowness of sacred Sunday strengthens the soul for Monday
Slowing down used to be so hard for me. Sometimes it still is.
Stillness felt like laziness. I am not sure that’s something I learned as a child or grew into as an adult.
I do remember, at times, the discomfort of being still as a child because if I forgot to do a chore, there was a good chance I’d get grounded. So I think there was always this tension between leisure and labor.
Yet it’s in the stillness I hear the whispers of God. It’s in the slowing I feel His presence strong.
He’s not in a hurry. He’s not summoned by production. He’s simply there waiting for me to slow down and acknowledge His presence.
He wants to pour His peace and rejuvenation into me. Rest is productive because it’s restorative.
Savor the Savior. Still the soul. Surrender to the sacred of Sunday.
Savoring Him,
Christin
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