the quiet place

It's the quiet place. It's the place where nothing is moving around you. Where you can be still and your hair doesn't have to look a certain way. Where your face muscles release, where your eyes do not strain, where your shoulders relax. Where the lights are warm and you can feel safe.

Where no one can find you.

It's the quiet place. It's the place where no one can bother you and you don't have to impress anyone with your words or your thoughts. Where you can let your head wander into the clouds of a cold night sky. But you're not cold anymore, because you have a blanket around you. A red one. Where you can open a book whether with words of your own waiting to be written or words of another author. Where you can even open the book of your Lord, and you can finally feel the peace that He offers to you.

It's the quiet place. The place where you feel most at home. The place where you can find yourself without having to move at all. Where nothing is chaos. Where you are completely still except for the world that is quietly turning you. Where there is no interruption.

It's in the quiet place that you can stop moving and stop speaking and stop listening and stop pleasing and stop singing. It's where you can be free for awhile.

We are moving too much. God is telling us to stop. He is telling us to wait on Him. He is telling us to stand still. He is trying to bring us to the quiet place.

-Hannah L