It’s quiet. At 4:30 in the afternoon, that would normally make me nervous, but everything has aligned perfectly in a rare fall day that is not too cold and not raining, there’s really no practices to speak of and it isn’t time to make dinner yet.
My children have all gone outside to play. It’s like they know that time cannot be wasted and there are precious few days before the rains begin and they are cooped up in our tiny house.
Every once in a while a little one will come in bearing gifts. This time it was Bugs with a sand pail filled with rocks. Good sized ones too. Yesterday he was carrying around a cup that contained a “little fella”. We have not yet identified this unnamed creature he refers constantly to as “Little Fella” and is forever collecting in a cup or a pitcher, but I simply ask him to keep creatures outdoors.
In between it all I breathe. Not just your typical breathe in breathe out, no a deep sustaining breath. The kind that you feel down to your soul. The kind that refreshes you and keeps you sane.
I don’t get quiet often. I crave it, yearn for it even, but forget to seek it and make time for it.
It’s the same with my time with God. I need that time, it is sanity and refreshment and the fulfillment of life. Yet I forget to seek it, make time for it and bask in it’s great abilities to refresh my life and soul.
My quiet moment is ending as I head outside to ensure that none of my children do anything that will damage themselves. But my wish for you is that you can experience a moment or two of quiet right here and now.
Breathe in, Breathe out and ask God to fill you up!
