Last week I started off at the shot of a race official’s gun. I hit the creative pavement with my head down and my legs and arms pumping the wind, only to lift my face up with a smile that reached clear to my eyes, arms outstretched as I triumphantly crossed the finished line called “Friday.”
My fingertips burned on fire with all the creative words and translated imagination that came forth via my keyboard. I felt, I feel so good about what took place. (I will share more about that in another post.)
But as Saturday night ebbed into Sunday and Sunday of this week slid gently into Monday, I found myself not so much prepping for a new race, but veering away from the racer’s track and into a field of flowers.
I have been pleasantly distracted.
I must say, that I am not unlike most people, sometimes finding it hard to maintain happiness, but I can say that through the unmerited Grace and Favor of God through trusting faith in Messiah Yeshua (Jesus Christ) I have an overflowing joy that just leads me into smiling…just because.
I do struggle with ambition. I love honest work and reaping the rewards of that, sometimes so much so that I will measure the success of a day by how much I was able to cram into it. This is not good by the way. It robes the glory of a good moment.
Focusing on my writing, finally aiming my arrows towards the targets lining this path is not so easy with my ambitious ways being considered.
Sure, I can measure word count, but words unpublished and unpurshased do not for a healthy bank account make. So in these moments of repose, smelling the flowers that have grown along the path of my “doing,” I do at times find myself accosted by the thought of lost time, lost provisions, as I sit and do…nothing.
It is in these moments that my Loving Heavenly Father reminds me that it is indeed well with my soul, and that appreciating HIS work is often reward enough. It takes time to pause. It takes effort. (Check out this post on being still for last year by clicking HERE, you might like it.)
It also takes faith, and I cling to that as I meditate on His Words:
A Song of Ascents, of Solomon. Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain. 2. It is vain for you to rise up early, To retire late, To eat the bread of painful labors; For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep.” ~Psalm 127:1,2
God is so gracious, so loving. He certainly wants us to be responsible, but He also wants us not to worry, not to toil.
I am very grateful that this Monday I spent my day reading the works of others, giving little thought for my own cares, enjoying the beauty around me.
Tomorrow will come and with it its own cares, and minutes with which to click this keyboard and accomplish other necessary tasks.
But for today, I gave very little words, and I have received so much in return.
Praise God for that!
P.S Take a listen to this song “Every Minute” by Sara Groves. I think it beautifully expresses my mental and spiritual location right now.