I don’t know what’s wrong with me – I’ve just been feeling quiet over the last few days. Very, very quiet. Those who know me best would probably like to see this in person because they know that if I’m awake, I pretty much always have something to say. And they’re right. I do. No matter how I feel. My mind is usually racing with thoughts, ideas, and plans. And I usually can’t wait to tell someone what I’m thinking about. Honestly, that’s where “Growing Nurse Debi” came from to begin with. It came from my God-given, overwhelming need to pass on my thoughts.
But, for some reason, that’s just not been so in the past few days. I just feel quiet.
I’ve learned that there are times when God lays something on my heart and I have to share it. I absolutely must. It won’t stay inside. I mean, I truly cannot NOT speak when this happens.
Again, it is this tendency that “Growing Nurse Debi” arose from. So, when this hits, I don’t even try to fight it. I just sit down and it starts flowing out of me. It’s that easy. And I feel so peaceful afterwards – I suppose that’s God’s affirmation that he wanted me to speak.
Well, I’ve also learned over these past few days that there are also times when God just wants me quiet. Very, very quiet. And that’s okay, too. Because I trust him. I trust his timing. I trust his leading. I trust his wisdom. I trust his love. I trust his peace. And I trust his quiet.
Thanks for growing with me.
“There is a time for everything … a time to be silent and a time to speak.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1,7)