This has been a good week, so I want to celebrate that. I've found a little bit of a rhythm with a determination to do things each day that bring life. And, surprisingly, the smallest things can bring the most joy.
An extended quiet time reading through a book of the Bible in a different version.
Setting a schedule that I try and stick to even though it's not completely necessary in a relaxed schedule.
Enjoying the sunshine daily listening to a positive podcast on a long afternoon walk.
Several years ago, I started logging a gratitude journal listing something I'm thankful for each morning. I'm amping that system up in quarantine and daily listing something or someone in my life that I appreciate and don't want to take for granted.
What I've noticed about myself that I'm learning is true of most people is that life has gotten emotional since our normal distractions have been taken away. Without our full schedules we have plenty of space to think about all of the emotions that we can normally squash and race past. I wonder if this was God's purpose all along? Is it possible the entire world needed to slow down long enough to feel again.
I'm going there with God, and I'm determined to experience all that He has for me during this unique season. In trying to numb myself to pain, I've also become numb to joy. I'm positive Jesus didn't die so that I could live numb.
Numb equals dead! Jesus died for life.
The mouse pad at my computer reminds me that this season is to remind me of my purpose... to know God and to make Him known. I will be still, know, share, and live.
