Respite for My Soul

As I sit here this morning with the sun rising to take its place in the sky, I tune my ears to hear the chirps of the birds in the trees above me, I hear the buzzing of the bees in the bushes nearby; my eyes capture the slight swaying of the leaves on the trees as an almost undetectable breeze passes by. Some of the birds, with their bright red breasts have hopped down to nibble on seeds that have fallen to the ground. What a wonderful moment of solitude I find here, what a respite for my soul.

From all of my blog posts it may sound as if have all the time in the world to sit around, relax and contemplate things. Actually, my life is very full, busy and active just like most people. But, in order for me to function at my best in each of the activities on my plate, I must also make time to recharge my mind and soul.

Without these precious moments stolen away for my well-being, I would start to run on empty and begin to sputter and stall. Just like a car, we’ve got to refuel, and once refueled we can get back on the busy road and find enjoyment in that too. So I find that quiet times in my garden, before the day begins, are like the gas station for my soul. Fill ‘er up, and send me on my way!

Psalm 23, “God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to Your Word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction.”