This was one of my big lessons in Lent this year, the lesson of patience and faith. This idea that by being still, I leave room for God, for God’s work, for something bigger to happen than the next thing I might do if I were to act on my own. Being still gives me time to think, to listen, to wait.  Being still means that I know, in act and deed that God is with me, leading me, and I have surrendered to His guidance. Being still says I am faithful, and that I need and love and trust God. One simple action that holds so much silent, purposeful meaning.