It’s Tuesday evening about 6:40 PM, I decided to sit outside my house, not in the back where I usually sit but in the front of the house. The rays of the bigger light that governs the day is shining and I am trying to grab the last few sunrays before is trades places with the moon.
I have a headache, my right hand hurts but I am determined to enjoy a little peace, a little sense of awe from my God before the day escapes me.
There is a gently breeze that’s causing the trees that are blooming to dance, to sway back and forth. The birds are chirping and flying above me; I can almost understand their song of gratitude for the warm changes that have come upon us again. They have no care in the world.
Life is so busy and I have been longing for more and more times of rest; not necessarily because I’m tired but because of what I am missing.
When I was a little girl I would travel to Long Island (a very long island) to visit my aunt Myrna. She had a lot of property with apple trees, pear trees and even a cherry tree. I remember it being a treat to travel from the Bronx to what seemed a beautiful country to me.
I would sit for hours with my cousins on the grass and look for clovers, pick at the grass blades (not sure for what purpose) but just enjoying the green turf and the warm sun. We would laugh, ride our bikes all around the house and pretend we were on a highway, hmmm, don’t ask, children do the funniest things.
I sit here as an adult the memories of tranquil summer days in the sun is refreshing. The days of tranquility are more difficult to attain as an adult so I am making every effort to steal; grab them like a thief, wondering if I get caught, would I have to return the “goods”. I want to keep my treasure; my peace, my joy, my laughter, my spontaneous trips to the “front of the house” and just sit on the grass, rest on a chair with my feet up.
I’m thankful that today, for this is all that is promised to me, I am able to enjoy the refreshing cool of the day; for as I write the day is transforming quickly to evening. Birds are still singing; it’s so wonderful.
Can an adult find the same kind of “rest” that we as children enjoyed? For grow-ups rest is often interrupted by activities that beckon us to come; buy the next new thing that we must have; buy the lie that unless we pay $59.95 to enter the park we might miss something. We run here and there, and for good reason, after all somebody has to do the groceries.
Worry knocks on the door and wants to visit; might bring along his cousin Anxiety. If we are not careful the entire family might visit, Bitterness, Regret, Failure, Confusion, Arrogance; Pride knocks and wants to stay a while. Let me stop there…quickly close the door!
They whisper hurry up, do it now, you are going to lose it, it passed you by, you’re in debt but who cares, you messed up, you need it to look good, who will know, just do it, yes, indeed you are a failure; you're a bad mom or dad; perhaps it's we let our parents down. When cousin Regret takes over, well its downhill from there; rest has been stolen and the visiting intruders are the guilty parties on the line-up.
Simplicity, can you smell it, touch it; right now I am in it, I can see it. It’s me, the Lord, the grass, birds, sunrays and a gentle breeze. I’m in simplicity right now; like the birds, with no care in the world.
The next time you are outside, (let’s make that tomorrow if the Lord gives us another day) look down at the grass. Yep, three leaf clovers everywhere. Some consider this a bad thing; I guess my lawn is not that healthy. But what I see is a gentle reminder of our God; the Father, Son & Holy Ghost! It is the very Spirit of God that gives us rest; so I have chosen to enjoy it!! Thank you Lord. The grass is greener on MY side! Clovers, a reminder of who I belong to.
Nothing wrong with being grown-up, after all we all get there. I love my life; the complications come when we allow Satan to rob us of rest; to raid our quiet times with the Lord and whisper false promises. We begin to entertain thoughts that lead us astray; thoughts that can even endanger our very purpose for living; to know God and enjoy Him!
Get the Word, sit on the grass and just enjoy HIM! A good book, a cup of coffee or a glass of lemonade; sing like the birds, sway like the trees, and enjoy the simplicity, the rest, which God has given us.
Quickly, close the door; visiting intruders are trying to break in J
It's 10PM now...headache is gone.
I heard this on the radio. A man full of worry decided that he was tired of worrying so he hired a man to do all his worrying for him. He said he would pay $200,000 for anyone who would take the job. So he finds his candidate. Shortly after the gentleman accepts the job offer, he asks his new boss, “Boss, where are you going to get the $200,000 to pay me?” The Boss replies, hmm, it’s your job to worry about that!