N8tivegirl

Becoming Still

Learning to rest in the life God has already carried you through

When I look in the mirror now, I don’t just see who I am —

I see how far I’ve come.

I look back at the journey behind me and sometimes I wonder, How did I even make it through all of that?

And every time, the same words rise quietly in my spirit:

But God.

There were moments I should not have survived.

Seasons that should have broken me.

Paths I walked without clarity, strength, or certainty.

And yet — here I am.

Not because I was strong.

Not because I had it all figured out.

But because God carried me through what I could not carry myself through.

I remember a video circulating on social media — a conversation between an older man and a younger one.

The younger man asked, “What would you do differently if you could go back?”

The older man didn’t answer right away.

Instead, he told the younger man to draw a line on a page and number it from 1 to 100.

Then he asked him to find his current age and circle it.

The younger man circled his number.

Then the older man circled his.

And in that moment, the lesson became clear.

The younger man still had time — time to fix mistakes, to learn, to grow, to begin again.

But the older man understood something different:

His time was no longer about striving.

It was about intentional living.

As I move closer to sixty, I feel that truth settling into my bones.

I’m no longer interested in noise.

I’m no longer willing to be confined by drama, performance, or pretending.

I don’t want to spend what remains of my race proving anything to anyone.

I am striving now for peace, for purpose, for wholeness.

Becoming still doesn’t mean I’ve stopped growing.

It means I’ve stopped rushing.

It means I trust God enough to rest in the life He’s already written —

and the chapters still unfolding.

Stillness has taught me that:

Peace is a gift, not a reward Purpose doesn’t require exhaustion And wholeness comes when we finally stop running from ourselves

I don’t need to fake it anymore.

I don’t need to chase what was never meant for me.

I simply want to enjoy what the Lord still has in store —

A life filled with love.

A heart anchored in peace.

A soul at rest in Him.

This is Becoming Still.