Home Free‘s new song (an Alabama cover) reminds me of my decision to slow down and lose the guilt over the “shoulds” in my life. Of course, there are things that need doing… but it’s worth working out what the best next step is in each day! (because, after all, “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven“ Ecclesiastes 3:1)
I’m still working out the whens and hows, but it feels like I’m getting more done 🙂 Not necessarily what I planned to get done…
I just don’t want to be in that “hurrying, but going nowhere” space.
Here’s the earlier version, in a medley. Yes, there have been some changes in the line up over the years…
I’m still taking things easy, although we did all the shopping today. My Babe is coming to the end of his holiday, so I think I’ll start up my “work” things next week as well. Until then – there are books to read!
Sweet Bean has been getting used to work, although he finishes after the last bus home. His job provider paid for an adult tricycle for him, with fluoro clothing and helmet. Very nice of them, and should have been good. Until we got a distressed call to pick him up…
I had thought it was because he hasn’t had a lot of experience riding bikes (hence the choice of a trike), but when we had a proper look at it today, we could see that the frame is buckled. Apparently the bike place told him that when he picked it up (so why did they let him take it like that??) – the seat and handlebars don’t line up. I got on it to have a go…I only travelled about two feet, while the front wheel meandered to the right, completely unaffected by the lack of movement of the handlebars. Either it can’t be tightened properly, or we don’t have the correct tools. Or both. The back brakes don’t really brake, but the front ones do. I don’t like to think what could have happened if he’d pushed through the other night, and had to “steer”, and possibly apply the brakes, down the hills on the way home.
It looks good at first glance, though.
He’s an adult, so he will have to sort it out. I can’t stomp in as Mum, and Have Words… 😡 But I am so glad that he is OK ❤
Not quite the same date. I was at an online conference today, after a wonderful start last night. It’s the second year I’ve been to it.
The Saturday session last year fell on the same day as the first open house for our previous rental. We had expected to sign a new lease, but on the Monday before were informed that the house was being sold. I sat on the sofa, headphones on, being inspired (and comforted) by straightforward speakers laying out the Word of God to me, as random people filed past, looking around and giving their opinion of what we had thought of as our home…
It was a bit of a strange day.
This year, we have already signed the lease for our next year in this house. And I could still spend the day being comforted and inspired! After the shock of last year’s kerfuffle, everything moved quickly. We had packed and moved in about five and a half weeks (and we have no wish to do that again!)
Room to breathe, now. And to spill colour and words into my room, while putting my feet up, dreaming.
The verse we finished the day with – one of my favourites!
“The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.” – Zephaniah 3:17
It’s been a good day. No, I wasn’t up at the rising of the sun 😀 And I didn’t actually see it setting…
But – the day was light and cheerful, if a bit tiring. Got a bit further on the organisation of something that will be fun. Randomly crossed paths with friends, one of whom we haven’t seen in a while. And got to the bakery early enough to get a lemongrass chicken roll!
As winter spreads tendrils into the atmosphere, the skies showcase the sun more deeply. Mornings glow on our wooden floor…
And light up the windows!
We were out the other day, a bit later in the afternoon than usual.
You can almost see the chill. And smell the wood fires and dinners cooking (somewhere, there was shepherd’s pie…)
Light hits differently in winter.
Musing on all this brought to mind a song – one which I’ve posted before, but bears listening to again.
“Blessed be the name of the Lord From this time forth and forevermore! From the rising of the sun to its going down The Lord’s name is to be praised.” – Psalm 113:2-3 NKJV
I have recently read a book about rocks – how they are formed, what they are made of, what their significance is in their environments… Amongst my various collections is a sizeable hoard of rocks. Some are polished, bought from bowls of multicoloured stones. A large portion are those I have picked up from beaches, neighbourhood walks, or random driveways.
There are some that are reminders of my years in England – mostly found on beaches, although I am not sure now which beaches…
I don’t know what their origin stories are. What they’re made of, or how they got to where I found them. Just that they caught my eye. All different materials, wildly different colours (the speckly round one at the front shows up as pink/green/bluish grey when wet) – all beautiful.
Some others 😀 The big flat black one is vaguely Australia-shaped, although hard to see here.
When we think of rock, we think of something that is durable. Long lasting, sitting in the landscape, regardless of what the world of humans is doing. And although it is shaped and polished by the weather, rock does tend to move to a longer timeline than we do.
Easter is nearly here. The world is furiously turning. Burning. Never standing still. And I am glad that we can place our feet on theeternalRock, to Whom we can run when the mountains shake. ❤
It’s been a resting kind of day. Yesterday, I had an appointment in Brisbane. With trains, transfers, and walking, it was a nearly four hour round trip. All for a ten minute meeting that could have been done on the phone. Enjoyed the travelling, though.
Today was OK first thing in the morning, but the tiredness caught up with me. Rested. Read. Drank coffee (and tea).
This was part of my reading the other day –
“Your strength, God, is the king’s strength. Helped, he’s hollering Hosannas. You gave him exactly what he wanted; you didn’t hold back. You filled his arms with gifts; you gave him a right royal welcome. He wanted a good life; you gave it to him, and then made it a long life as a bonus. You lifted him high and bright as a cumulus cloud, then dressed him in rainbow colours. You pile blessings on him; you make him glad when you smile. Is it any wonder the king loves God? that he’s sticking with the Best?” – Psalm 21:1-7 (MSG)
a bit of creativity, a bit of eco consciousness, a bit of inspiration.... hopefully not a lot of pompousness and blathering :D
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1000 Fields of Roses 