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Be Still

March 23, 2013

This afternoon I moseyed down to the creek and sat for a spell on my hibernating swing.  It could have been a tad more comfy than its current pillowless state, but just the same it was calling my name.  By the way, when was the last time you moseyed?  I am a determined girl fraught with purpose so I tend to become disgruntled when others around me mosey, such as other drivers, people in the grocery store and my children when I’ve given them a task.  But today, mosey it is.  The slight chill in the air was not giving out any clues as to nature’s plans.  The birds chirping and even the tapping of the nearby wood pecker all but shouted “spring time” but alas I know the truth.  My surroundings tease me with spring but the weather man, hopefully erroneously, predicts 6 to 12 more inches of snow tomorrow.  Winter is a relentless adversary that never seems to want to loosen its grip.

But for today I can dream of spring, I can sit in the sunshine; listen to the birds and the gentle babbling as the water tumbles over the rocks, down the creek.  I am amazed that the silence of nature is not so silent.  There are so many different sounds coming from so many different directions yet it is so peaceful; so quieting to my mind.

My swing with its prized position overlooking the creek is a tranquil place and one of contemplation for me.  When I take the time to sit here I begin to write.  I become a great author and without a pen or paper in sight.  The stories just come and my head becomes the location of clever words and even more clever characters.  I imagine Ratty as I look across the creek to the tangled mass of tree roots dangling over the water.  Ratty was a fine fellow that leap from the pages of “The Wind and the Willows.”  It was the read aloud story that my girls and I enjoyed at this very spot last summer.  I wondered what he had been up to over this long winter and wondered if he had had any more adventures since the end of the story. So a quick run into the house to grab my lap top eager to jot down every clever thought was in order.  But just as quickly as I ran for my lap top so too the thoughts ran right out of my head.

The important thing right now is to enjoy this beautiful day.    After a long winter, shut up in the house I am sure we are all in need of some time that the Bible speaks about where our souls are restored.

Peace, and the not so quiet of nature is what our minds need.  We may have to wait a little bit longer to venture out to check on spring again but I encourage you to do it the very next day when spring peeks its head out.  But before then, a spring time snow is an opportunity for a quiet walk.  And when it finally melts I’m sure it will reveal buds and sprouts and many more opportunities for the restoration of our souls.  So when those opportunities come, make sure you take them.  Do not forget to sit in the still of the day and rest your body and your mind.  Quite often we view spring as the bursting forth of new life and we tend to burst forth with it.  Instead I urge you to be still.  Being still, although simple sounding is a skill most of us lack.  How can we feel peace, know our own thoughts or God’s without taking the time to be still?  This short springlike day is merely a reminder to seek peace before the storm.  I have heard the quite wise saying that when it is raining it is too late to build the ark.

What is in each of our futures?  What will we face tomorrow?  Will we be prepared because we took time to seek peace and God or will the hecticness of our lives set us up for unpreparedness and failure?

Ahhh quiet, ahhh peace. They are invaluable.

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  1. March 23, 2013 8:56 pm

    We were on the same road today, this 7th day of the week, God’s day of rest! So glad you have that beauty surrounding you and can go to it for rest and quiet, to be still and know that HE is GOD! And so thankful for your sharing your intimate thoughts. Your writing made me feel as if I were there! Blessings to you, Debbie!

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