When Rhythms Slow

As May came to a close, I noticed something. My rhythm of writing, something I’ve tried to keep steady, started to slow.

It wasn’t an intentional pause, and I didn’t stop entirely. But little by little, the words came less frequently. Life got full in the best and busiest of ways. Our network council, a trip to Pittsburgh for meetings, our youngest son’s wedding (what a gift that day was), daily ministry work, and even a couple of classes I’ve been taking all began to stack up. Each one was good. But together, they left me with less time to reflect, to write, and to just be still.

And maybe you’ve felt a similar drift. Not a total abandonment of your spiritual practices, just a gentle slipping. A less frequent quiet time. A shorter prayer. A missed journal entry here or there. It happens.

But here’s the good news: God’s grace meets us in the drift.

“Be still, and know that I am God.”

That verse from Psalm 46 often comes to mind when life gets noisy. Stillness doesn’t mean everything around us stops. It means we pause inside, even if only for a moment, and recognize who God is in the middle of our full lives. That stillness isn’t about having everything figured out. It’s about trusting that God is still holding us together, even when we’re not at our best.

As I reflect on May, I’m not looking back with guilt. I’m looking forward with gratitude. I’m grateful that in every season, whether fast or slow, God remains present. And He gently calls us back, helping us recover what matters most, time with Him.

If your pace has shifted, let this be your reminder to recalibrate. Not out of pressure, but out of love. He’s waiting for you in the stillness.

Prayer:

Lord, thank You for staying close, even when my rhythms begin to fade. Help me to notice when I start drifting and draw me back into regular time with You. You are my steady place, and I trust You to hold me in every season. Amen.