Do you ever have one of those moments when you breathe in, and it goes deep into the fiber of your being? That is what I experience yesterday.
I’d been feeling bogged down lately. Not because of the holidays. Although taking four young children to three different grandparents houses, three days in a row does pull on you. Especially when one of those kids is a little “different” neurologically. And there is the processing all the gifts. But it wasn’t that. This goes deeper then that.
This is about desire, dreams, ambition, and discontentment. When I decided to go for a hike yesterday it was for my physical wellbeing. Which is in itself good. But I took a slightly different path, and lost my self to the wonder of nature.
The hills are high, rocky, and steep. In their shadows I could feel the chill from the springs hidden underground. As I made my one way up through one ravine, I came into the light. The sun shining on my back. And my heart lifted.
I allowed God to move me. And as I reached the top, and looked down over the place that we live on. I realized that waiting can be a blessing. We get to take the time to gather resources, and experience. As we wait for the next year and a half. We don’t have to rush a single thing. We get to feel this out, with a well defined goal in sight. It is in sight! For the first time. So yes. I have found contentment, knowing full well there will be a big shift less then two years down the road.
Maybe I’ll take to the wood more often this winter. They are just outside my door really. But if I don’t, because I do stay pretty busy on this side of the road. I will carry that perspective, that feeling with me. And maybe I’ll be putting my words done more often here as well.