Early Morning Update:
I wrote this post last night then woke up this morning to my dogs chasing a mouse around my kitchen. It may be two mice. Possibly three. Seriously. My dogs are trying to dig a hole in the side of my fireplace right now as I type.
Somebody tell me, why is it our family can't keep a caged hamster alive for nothing... and then the field mice supposedly elect our domain as the perfect location to have their annual convention? Breathe Lysa.
Still making the choice to dangle my feet even if mice are scurrying below.
Have you ever been listening to a song and all the sudden some of the lyrics jump out, grab your shirt, get in your face and say "listen to me right now!" Yes ma'am, that is what happened to me this weekend.
It was in the middle of a song about rest.
I'm not opposed to rest. But sometimes life doesn't cooperate, you know?
Hello five children. Hello deadlines. Hello back to school everything. Hello empty fridge that makes those who live with me a little grumpy. Hello a twitter account that has been ignored so long, I am struggling to remember my own password.
Anyhow, back to the song. I'm just singing along...la la la rest, yes, yes, rest, rest, la, la... and then this phrase: "dangling my feet off the edge of nowhere."
Dangling my feet off the edge of nowhere.
I don't think I do that. Rest for me is scheduled and on purpose. I sleep because night falls and that's what you do.
But letting whimsy into my world isn't something I'm good at. I'm an on purpose kind of chick. I like completing tasks. I like intentionality.
And then the words, "dangle my feet off the edge of nowhere," grab me and won't let go.
So, I'm making the choice to walk without pretense or hurry today. I will be slower. I will not have a preconceived notion of accomplishment and pressure. Just for today.
It may happen in the aisle at Target while making the choice to not rush along my teens. Or, while taking a walk with a most interesting 10 year old. Or, while making the choice to linger in my Bible study.
However it may be, may today be the day I dared to dangle my feet off the edge of nowhere.
Wanna join me?
How have you found ways to make rest a priority?
Or do you struggle with this just like me?
I wrote this post last night then woke up this morning to my dogs chasing a mouse around my kitchen. It may be two mice. Possibly three. Seriously. My dogs are trying to dig a hole in the side of my fireplace right now as I type.
Somebody tell me, why is it our family can't keep a caged hamster alive for nothing... and then the field mice supposedly elect our domain as the perfect location to have their annual convention? Breathe Lysa.
Still making the choice to dangle my feet even if mice are scurrying below.
Have you ever been listening to a song and all the sudden some of the lyrics jump out, grab your shirt, get in your face and say "listen to me right now!" Yes ma'am, that is what happened to me this weekend.
It was in the middle of a song about rest.
I'm not opposed to rest. But sometimes life doesn't cooperate, you know?
Hello five children. Hello deadlines. Hello back to school everything. Hello empty fridge that makes those who live with me a little grumpy. Hello a twitter account that has been ignored so long, I am struggling to remember my own password.
Anyhow, back to the song. I'm just singing along...la la la rest, yes, yes, rest, rest, la, la... and then this phrase: "dangling my feet off the edge of nowhere."
Dangling my feet off the edge of nowhere.
I don't think I do that. Rest for me is scheduled and on purpose. I sleep because night falls and that's what you do.
But letting whimsy into my world isn't something I'm good at. I'm an on purpose kind of chick. I like completing tasks. I like intentionality.
And then the words, "dangle my feet off the edge of nowhere," grab me and won't let go.
So, I'm making the choice to walk without pretense or hurry today. I will be slower. I will not have a preconceived notion of accomplishment and pressure. Just for today.
It may happen in the aisle at Target while making the choice to not rush along my teens. Or, while taking a walk with a most interesting 10 year old. Or, while making the choice to linger in my Bible study.
However it may be, may today be the day I dared to dangle my feet off the edge of nowhere.
Wanna join me?
How have you found ways to make rest a priority?
Or do you struggle with this just like me?
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