grounded.

Somehow I managed to get 4.5 days off work last weekend and it was basically the most beautiful weekend I’ve had in a long while. Ironically it wasn’t because I went anywhere cool or visited people I haven’t seen in a while (though those things would have been beautiful as well) it was simply because I had all this space to be quiet and kick back and catch up.

My roommate had the misfortune of working all weekend which was unhappy for her yet created this whole house of quiet just for me for 4 days. As I got home Friday afternoon from NYE festivities I spent the rest of the day picking things up, doing laundry, and tying up loose ends, etc. Saturday morning I woke up made some pancakes, sat by the table (something I rarely do when eating alone) and marveled over this grand amount of time I had to fill at my leisure.

So I turned on some instrumental piano music (an old “think time” favorite) and I let my mind unravel. I finished two good books. I worked on some Living Fire stuff. I journaled - A lot. I pondered over where I was at on this road, searched deep, set new goals. I let my heart dream and prayed over new adventures. I spent some quality face time with a couple of my favorite people, and tried something new. I thought about who I am, and who I’m becoming and realized I’m thankful for the choices I have made and the direction life is going.

I thought about one of Moses’ stories about God not being in the earthquake or the fire, but in a gentle whisper and I realized the serious need for me to allow space for God’s whisper. I pondered over the chaos my life had been mere months ago and was thankful to find this resting place to ground myself for adventures to come.

So for 3 days I grounded myself and yet found myself grounded yet again in my Creator.