To Still The Soul
In the midst of a busy daily routine,
seems to be a rarity. Is it possible
to mind a recent moment of lasting
that remains etched in memory? To seek
is to find the gentle presence of God
the midst of the daily churn.
"He will not wrangle or cry aloud,
nor will anyone hear his voice in the
He will not break a bruised reed
or quench a smouldering wick"
The constant churn of busy-ness
Disturbs deep reaches of the soul;
A hyper-active ignorance
Defies attempts at self-control.
The pools of the soul's repose:
Like waters whipped by random gust,
Never at peace when the eyes close
Fully silted with earthen dust.
The peace of Christ, which ends the
Can calm the mind and still the heart;
The soul, in silence, can transform
Breaking the chains of churn apart!
With discipline, the soul is freed:
To find meaning in the moment,
To gently lift up the bruised reed,
With deep reaches stilled and content.
The soul, in silence, is restored;
Be stilled and know that He is Lord.
"My soul, be at rest in God alone," (Psalm 62.6)
Lord, calm my mind, still my heart, and quiet
my soul. May the depths of my soul be cleared
from all their debris so that Your peace
may rest fully in me. Amen.
(c) Paul Buis, 2008