Friday, March 15, 2013
I've spent thee entire day outdoors til past dark again; - weed eating, mowing and tilling the garden, one of the corn patches, and a new blackberry bed that I transplanted a whole mess of canes to. ... Rest- it's the perfect word to end this day with; after a long hot shower of course. I don't think I've been this tuckered out since last Summer.
To me; when I think of true rest; ..... it's always after something stressful, or exerting.
Like hiking to the near edge of a bluff near Mt Magazine and sitting cross-legged looking out over the Ozarks. I'm breathing hard by this point and find a perfect boulder to perch on. There's so much air to breathe deep... and it all makes me remember just how big my God is.... that's rest. Right in Him.