Be Still and Know

I started to see words I didn’t consciously know. They were old words from an old language linked to ancient scriptures. They confirmed all I was experiencing.

The first time this happened I was sat at home alone. I wasn’t expecting a vision and I wasn’t doing anything to create one. For no clear reason I saw a huge cog blazed across my mind, slowly turning. Always turning. Then there was a small cog and it was spinning really fast. It wanted to connect to the big cog but couldn’t mesh teeth because it was spinning so fast. Sparks flew as their teeth collided. It felt like the little cog was me, trying so hard, pedalling away on a hamster wheel, trying desperately to get somewhere. I then saw the little cog stop. It stopped dead. It stopped trying and simply leaned. It effortlessly found the biting point with the big cog and was moved by the motion of that connection. The big cog felt like God/The Universe. The law of life constantly in motion. I saw huge words in my mind, like you would if you were gazing at massive graffiti on a wall. They simply said “Be still and KNOW God”. The word ‘know’ was huge and underneath it I saw a strange word. Yada.

I had no conscious idea of what the word Yada meant, but somehow it was linked to the word ‘know’. I pulled my laptop out and looked it up. I gasped. I literally couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It actually scared me, it was such a monumental moment. I knew the words were an old bible scripture, thousands of years old. In the original language the word for know was yada. It also means to see.

There it was again. ‘Why are you trying so hard’? Just be still and lean on me. You were made for this. It’s not meant to be hard. Once again I was silenced. I had no idea why I was being shown this when it went against everything I had been taught so far. It was meant to be hard. You were meant to really work at this. There was no one telling me to just stop and lean. They certainly didn’t tell me to relax. It was the most beautiful message and it made perfect sense. My heart breathed a sigh of utter relief.

I began to wonder how relaxed was I allowed to be. Where does leaning become dormancy. Was I supposed to do anything or could I literally leave it all to grace. There was only one way to find out, and that was to start following this voice rather than human teachers.