Sacred Stillness Blog

This blog is designed to share what I have received from God as I spend time in nature and in the Word. I love to listen to what God teaches me during quiet moments, when I make space for stillness and then share those insights with others. Follow me to get the latest inspiration and also to see what God is doing in my life.

Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Use What You Carry





For the last few days, God has been teaching me insights through the accounts of Moses in Exodus, where Moses is filled with doubt that he has what it takes to free the children of Israel. Moses had all kinds of excuses for why he’s not the guy. He reminded God that he isn’t well-spoken and Pharaoh wouldn't take him seriously. 

God met Moses at the burning bush and explained to Moses how He wanted to free the Israelites from captivity and usher them into a land flowing with milk and honey. He spelled everything out pretty well to Moses, yet Moses doubted his ability to lead this charge.


In Exodus 4:2, God asks Moses, “What is that you have in your hand?” God used the staff in Moses' hand to demonstrate His power to Moses. He showed him that a staff can turn into a snake and back to a staff again. 


What really jumped out to me as I was reading this passage was the question God asked Moses, “What is that in your hand?” God obviously knew what Moses was holding, but He wanted Moses to acknowledge it. He was holding a staff that would lead his people to freedom.


Sometimes we are waiting for some big call or great purpose that God has for us, and we are on our knees interceding for God to reveal His plans, when what He really wants from us is to use what He has already placed in our hands.


For years, people would say to me: 

“I just sense so much peace coming from you.” 

“Your house feels so peaceful.” 

“When you speak, there is so much peace around you like an aura from God.”


I had difficulty understanding what they were saying. I’m just being me. I didn't recognize what I was carrying. God had placed something in my hands that He wanted to bless and multiply, but for years, I was oblivious to it.


A practice I facilitated at women’s retreats was to lead ladies through a soaking session for an hour. It was designed for them to rest in God's presence and to experience his love being poured out on them. There was so much favor in that hour. Women would be in tears as they sat in His presence. I would see them writing furiously in their journals. They would draw Holy Spirit-breathed pictures. They would be on their knees or lying on their bellies on the floor, just soaking up the goodness and kindness of the Lord. 


I quickly realized that God’s favor and blessing were all over these soaking sessions. I asked the Lord how he would like to expand and grow this so that more people could be touched by these moments with Him.


He gave me the idea to start hosting day retreats in my home that are not part of a weekend-long retreat. Just an event all on its own. A day retreat to bring rest for the body, peace for the spirit, and refreshment for the soul. 


This idea was something that I was already practicing in my own life and was the reason the “aura” of peace was around me. I turned what I was carrying into a ministry to honor God and expand His Kingdom. 


My question for you today is, what has God placed in your hands? Are you carrying a grace for something special? Uniquely God- breathed? Do people make comments about how you make something look so simple? 


My prayer for you would be to turn that God-breathed grace into a ministry to honor God and bring people into the fullness of His love. Use what you already carry!



Wednesday, April 1, 2026

The Emotional Journey of Holy Week

 


Easter is one of my favorite holidays. Celebrating the greatest day in history, combined with springtime, when nature exhibits new life budding from the musty earth after a season of dormancy, is incredibly invigorating to me. Bright colors and sweet fragrances that greet me just outside my door are such a bright spot in my day after a long, pallid winter. However, I often feel melancholy the week leading up to Easter. There are so many reminders of the anguish that someone very dear to my heart had to endure. I will always be incredibly grateful for the sacrifice Jesus made for me and the hardship He bore, but I really can’t spend much time concentrating on the details of that kind of suffering, especially when it’s concerning someone that I love.

I've always been a very empathetic person and naturally filled with compassion for people. My heart sometimes feels the hurt others are experiencing. I have learned over the years to balance the tension of living in the real world while shielding my heart from unnecessary pain.

I have never been particularly fond of going to see Passion Plays, or any kind of depiction of the crucifixion of Jesus. A few years ago, I sat through the movie “The Passion of the Christ” with my eyes closed during 90% of it, and the visualization of the story troubled me for days. I have come to accept this aspect of my personality and wiring, and have come to the realization that I just don't do well witnessing violence of any kind. However, I know that I can't fully celebrate Easter without observing the reality of the cross and participating in the fellowship of His suffering, as it says in Phil 3:10. So, during Holy Week I do a lot of reflecting on Jesus’ life, death and resurrection and my heart is very tender, compassionate and appreciative of what Jesus went through, the heaviness He carried, and the suffering and ridicule He endured. However, I keep my focus on Easter, when He rose again triumphantly, defeating the grave and defeating the one who thought he had the upper hand.

I pause in remembrance of the cross but keep my eyes focused on the miracle and the joy of the victorious and glorious RESURRECTION. 

Easter: The greatest day in history!!