Doc and I have been out of town for almost two weeks for conferences, and I’m playing catch-up with laundry; and, right now the laundry gets points for out lasting me!
I would rather sit and talk to my friends online, or try writing something inspiring, then wait for any comments that might come. I love comments. I love seeing your websites, hearing your opinions, and meeting new people – I love it all.
I don’t love cleaning up. I need the children to come home and help me. I’m the only one doing household chores now days – what’s up with that? Doc does help me clean the kitchen after supper. He is great.
Water sloshes across sticky hardwood floors and the fragrance of lemon Spic and Span fills the kitchen as I observe the work ahead. My house looks like a tornado has come through it; with shoes, suitcases and swag covering the bedroom floor.
Mail piles high on the Kitchen Island waiting for me to sort, and bills need to be paid. For the past two weeks I have been Cinderella, and now everything has turned into pumpkins!
Doc and I sit outside as the last golden rays of sun tuck beneath the horizon, covering its head with a quilt of green, pink and purple to slumber til tomorrow.
Clouds to the north show a promise of rain for tomorrow, and life returns to a steady rhythm.
Maybe cramming our lives with constant activity does not enrich our experience of life itself.
Maybe, it is in the simple tasks like mopping and laundry that we remember to breathe life in. It is then, maybe, when we slow down, that we recognize the constant gentle volley of breath between God and man.
Maybe, when life slows enough, and we can see the pauses between God giving breath, and us volleying it back, that we see His hand the most clearly. (tweet this)
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Diane, I love that “volley of breath between God and man” when we slow down…and I love your photos! I love doing laundry..especially when the kids were home. Missing about 15 loads a week since they flew the coup! Funny the things we end up missing…..pray you are continuously inspired in the quiet moments of the doily chores.
Hugs,
Kelly
I know, Kelly, I was so much more organized, motivated and domestically creative when the children were here. It just takes reloading the brain with new inspiration after the nest empties…i guess.
I love those pictures, Diane! Got some spots ’round my place that look a lot like that. Sigh. Many blessings as you settle back into the dailyness of life – may you find God breathing hope and peace into it.
Thank you, Diana, I love those blessings from you, they are like hugs! Maybe one day we can sit down with cake and coffee, and talk about gardening.
I hear you, Di !!
Loved the photos- and agreed with your statement: Maybe, when life slows enough that we can see the pauses between God giving breath, and us volleying it back, that life becomes its most significant.
I’ve been ” driven” of late- but had wonderful prayer at the Healing Rooms yesterday- and today have experienced life slowing down, and God has been able to ” get through” to me. Being relaxed and at peace today has felt like a precious gift from Abba Father. Hope all at home is soon restored to order so that you too can pause and draw breath. xoxo
Hey Mary, Your Healing Room sounds like a place I use to visit. They are such a safe haven and a place to allow God to touch and recharge us. Say hello to all of my New Zealand friends! Miss you, Sweet friend!
My house is crazy stacked-with-paper-and-laundry-and-everything-else too! 🙂
Thank you for your thoughts on the simplest tasks. I consider similar thoughts as I sweep, dust, pull weeds, put away clothes.
Jennifer, And here it is two weeks later, I’ve been in and out of town again, and I’m still working on the same stack!
Beautiful words~thank you. Sometimes we are cluttered on the inside and need to step out to see beauty.
HI Amy, I like that thought. I believe you are on target! Cluttered inside and need to step out and see the beauty. Great thought! Thank you for sharing.