my coffee on patio table
This week is busy. I’m juggling some balls – different events going on. It’s exciting, but tonight I feel tired after working the last two days on various things.
Then these words come to mind:
“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavily burdened [by religious rituals that provide no peace], and I will give you rest [refreshing your souls with salvation]. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me [following Me as My disciple], for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest (renewal, blessed quiet) for your souls. For My yoke is easy [to bear] and My burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30, Amplified Bible)
As we come to Jesus and lean on His capable shoulders, He will refresh our souls. Give us rest, renewal, blessed quiet. Strength for the journey ahead.
Right now I’m putting my juggling balls down. Taking a hot bath. Curling up on the couch to pet my cat Natalya, pray for my family, and then going to bed. In the morning, I’ll drink some hot coffee (something I really look forward to each day), and then hit the ground running again. 🙂
Today is my birthday. The number doesn’t matter. I’m just thankful to God, because each year and each day are a gift and a blessing from Him.
I know some “old people” who seem very young in mind, heart, and body. And I know other young and middle-aged people who seem much older than they are, old as Methuselah! (Genesis 5:21-27) I don’t want to wind up like those people who are old, decrepit, and sitting or laying around all day, doing nothing but worrying and talking about their ailments in every conversation!
woman with backpack
I want to have an exciting, FUN, ADVENTUROUS, life, filled to the brim and overflowing with God’s joy, peace, and love. To experience serendipity ~ pleasant surprises. New, thrilling things around every corner.
Our daughter Heather finishing her first 5K
When our daughter Heather was in high school, she joined the track team. I remember one specific meet where she was competing and on the last stretch. As I stood in the stands watching her run as hard as she could, her face contorted with the intense effort, I screamed as loud as I could, “RUN, Heather!” as she passed me by. The memory brings tears to my eyes as I recall cheering my daughter onto the finish line. Years later, she participated in her first 5K run, and I was there, too, so excited and happy for her as I watched her finish.
To this day, I’m still in the stands, cheering her on in this exciting, and sometimes difficult race called life. And all of our children, our grandchildren, and those I love.