Pause.

Until this past weekend, my life has been in super-sonic speed. It was absolutely crazy, but it was the good kind of crazy. The kind that makes you want to get up in the morning and go because you love what you do. It was good, but it was crazy.

I crashed thursday night. My body literally would not do anything but sleep. I had not gotten more than 5 hours of sleep in a good two weeks. My own fault, but nonetheless it happened. So my body was revolting and rightfully so.

So I slept. And I slept.

And I slept.

You can talk to my roommate and she will gladly confirm the amount of hours I slept in these past few days. I have been happily averaging 11-12 hours a night and 3 of the past 4 days have included a minimum 4 hour nap. So I am recovering from my burn out and I am now resurfacing from under my rock.

But all that to say, the Lord had been whispering in my ear to stop and be still for a while now. But I didn't. I was stubborn and I said I would do it later. So finally the Lord forced me, and it was so good. Sleeping is a beautiful thing. And I think being in college we often forget the power of a good nights sleep. But seriously, to be still and to be rested has been such a blessing lately. To sit in the Lord's presence and be completely there is compelling.

Almost two weeks ago now, I went to lead a Dnow in Tylertown and the theme of the weekend was Pause. Funny, God. Really funny. The one thing I talked about the most and hoped and prayed my girls would get that weekend was really what I need to get into my head. I needed to pause. I needed to stop, but I wouldn't. But man, when I did, I understood why God says be still and know that I am God.

Because He is, and that's all we need to know.