I often think of being still as something I come away from life and do to rest, restore, refresh. It’s the picture painted in “He leads me beside quiet waters.” (Psalm 23:2)
But I’ve realized that I need to be still when I’m in conversation with others. I’m energized by people. I get excited to share ideas and find common ground and learn together about life and God and walking through this world the best way I know how.
Sometimes that energy amps up way too high and I get to talking too fast. I get so excited to be talking with a real, live person. I’ve been working from home so there’s not as much “people-time” as I’d like. When I get caught up in the excitement, it’s easy to say things without thinking first. It’s like they just come out, and later I regret that I didn’t say things the way I’d liked to have.
So this morning I was thinking about being still during a conversation. Is there a way to engage in a great heart-to-heart and somehow remain still in that deepest part of me so that what flows from me is good and helpful, but still real?
I have a hunch there is. And I’m asking God to show me how to be fully engaged in conversation, to savor time with women–even the excitement it stirs in me–and yet to be still in my heart-of-hearts.
After finishing this post, I needed to do a few things around the house while waiting for a friend to come by for a visit. While standing at my sink, finishing the morning dishes, a verse came to mind and became my prayer of preparation for the visit of friend I hadn’t seen for a few years.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my Redeemer.
Do you ever pause and think I wish I wouldn’t have said that or I regret that I reacted that way? How do you stop and think about what you’re going to say without leaving the flow of a good conversation? How have you found a way to be still so that what you say is helpful and not regrettable?
I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Lisa-Jo who blogs at thegypsymama.com was inspired to start Five-minute Friday. She writes, “On Fridays, a few of us have fallen into the habit of taking five minutes to just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. So on Fridays, we take the dare to become Word Artists. To throw editing and proof reading and critically raised eyebrows out the window. We finger paint with our words – in pink and blue and dark purple. In glitter glue and bright green.”