Thursday, June 11, 2015

The In Between


So it feels like vacation. Which isn't a bad thing, but as you can imagine not much gets done and we are eating constantly! I've slept til 8 the past 2 days and I wake to this



It's ok for a season, but really, we may be going down hill fast....



These pictures capture each child perfectly..... Their personality and stage of life they're in.





So I'm trying to rest in Him in this time... Or at least find out what that means, to do and be, but still be aware that every minute He is here with me... Even by the pool, or in bed in the am before I'm fully awake, or in the moments I'm more of a referee than a mom. To let my soul rest in Him, in His perfectly peaceful presence. At this stage in life it seems unattainable.  When I think of peace I think of the quiet of the first heavy snow fall at night, or the chirping of birds in a big open field, or the crash of waves on a shore line... But peace in the midst of moving and 3 boys? That's a different peace, one harder to discover. One I must seek out intentionally. 

Yesterday we went to target for some necessities... You know, food, toilet paper, soccer ball and pool toys 😉.... After, I was sitting in the parking lot entering the address into the GPS and a frail older black lady with few teeth knocked on my car window. She asked for money for food. My initial response was no. She said ok and walked away. Then I thought, why not? At the moment I had a lot of cash in my wallet, which is rare. So I took some out and walked it over to her... She got the biggest smile on her face and said thank you about 6 times, then God Bless and walked away... It made me think. Did she really mean God Bless? Or is that something she just said to make me think she was good? Why do we say things like that? To impress? To portray ourselves in a certain way? Or do we mean it? Either way, it doesn't really matter. We're here to connect. To touch each others lives. I pray she is touched. Not by the money or what she did with it, but by the connection we made.

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