I almost didn’t know what to do with myself. Israel went down for a nap, and the older two got (extremely) bundled up to go out in the frigid temperatures. The house got quiet. It was that I’m-so-excited-I-could scream (but not) kind of quiet.
Coffee. The first thing to come to mind this Monday morning. The first Monday in a while that we are 1. not sick and 2. have nothing, absolutely nothing on the agenda today. After I thought of my novel “enjoy a cup of coffee in peace plan”, I got thinking maybe I should tackle the list of to-dos instead. Nah, those can wait. Since moving, my continual to-do list is just that … continual. I’ve only painted the living and kitchen, and there a ton more rooms to tackle. Boxes are still in every room. Hidden maybe, but not from my memory. It doesn’t help that I keep dreaming of new projects on top of the things that need to be done, but that’s just the way it goes, right?!
But regardless of the lists, I sit still and sip my coffee.
Being quiet … how often do I really do this? I should clarify that question, how often am I quiet and doing nothing with my hands? When does this happen? In this season of life, almost never. It’s probably why it feels so foreign as I stare out the window and see the boys play and the world is moving slowly around them. Gentle wind. Flying birds. Sparkles glimmering in the snow. Even though they are bustling around, the elements around them are peaceful. Despite the fact that they are boys and always moving and exuding energy, they are surrounded by pockets of peace.
It’s easy to use the excuse of this ‘busy season of life’ to sometimes not sit and drink in the actual quiet. The actual blessings we are encompassed in. I can tend to look at what they are doing, at the moment, and not consider the complete surroundings – like focusing on what is frustrating as opposed to acknowledging the good that envelops our everyday. I’ve always seen myself as positive and viewing life from a glass half full, but if I don’t let even the smallest of frustrations or (quite literally) noises be drown out with JOY of the peace around us … I will miss out.
Like this season of bustle, busyness, and merry-making, if we don’t stop to see the peaceful snowflakes of life falling around us, we may just miss out on the joy engulfing us. The JOY of the Saviour coming to this world, so many years ago, to give us hope. Take a minute, step back and pinpoint the peace around you. I can almost guarantee you it’s there.
“…then justice will dwell in the wilderness,
and righteousness remain in the fruitful field.
The work of righteousness will be peace,
And the effect of righteousness, quietness and assurance forever.
My people will dwell in a peaceful habitation,
In secure dwellings, and in quiet resting places…” – Isaiah 32:16-18
pic pix: a family shoot done by one of our favorites, Sherah, Dec.2016, at home