There are days when it suddenly enters my mind that I have not had a chance to "rest". Life has been so busy just trying to keep up that I didn't realize it until I had down-time at the office. All the project work is caught up and I finally have a chance to make backups and do the machine maintenance. I could tell from the dates on the last backups, that I've not done any since this past MARCH. [Hmmm. Are you that way, too? Even when you get a day off, it's spent doing the things that you couldn't do during the week.]
During those times when my machines are churning away, my brain can wander to other things. Today it desperately wants to rest.
Because I had my netbook with me today, I accessed an available yet anonymous internet link (flaky connection and unreliable) so I wouldn't interfere with the company routers & servers. I thought it would be relaxing to Google some pictures for future blog posts. Suddenly I found myself looking at pictures that generated feelings of inner peace. They were mostly landscapes, but they all let something between my brain and my soul "rest" as I looked at them. Some of them reminded me of memories I'd forgotten. Beautiful days as a kid spent with family in the woods (getting firewood or picking huckleberries), or those archaeological-survey days working for the BLM or Forest Service, when I would cross over a ridge and suddenly stand within a vista display of God's creation. [Although I didn't know Him at that time.]
I would like to share one of those pictures with you. The following photo is of Hidden Lake in Montana. I'm not sure if I've actually been to this lake, but I remember being to many mountain/glacial lakes in my lifetime that looked very much like this one. Unfortunately, my memory is so foggy that I can't tell you when it was or who I was with, but this photo brings vividly to mind the smells of the mountain air and the trees. Whether I was alone or with a group, I remember stopping to just take it all in... to just "be" a part of the scenery - nothing needing to be done, no obiligations.
It's good to remember that there is more to life than just work. There is also "rest."
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Godspeed & God Bless!
About Me
- Mrs. Squirrel
- Pastor's wife, step-mom, and self-employed medical transcriptionist. I find myself scrambling like a squirrel trying to "get it all done" while trying to cope with the many challenges of life. [I think it is safe to say that we do live in “interesting times”.] I am grateful for my Bible-believing faith and simple past-times (i.e. sanity-savers). Before I got married, I completed a Master's Degree in Archaeology. I also had two wonderful opportunities to travel overseas with family (on tours). I confess a romantic and action-loving heart with a great fondness for movies (both in front of and behind the screens). I'm particularly fond of swashbuckling movies and monster movies (new or old, as long as they aren't too slimy). In more ways than I care to admit, my whole life is a squirrel's nest - kind of messy, but there are occasionally safe places to hide.
7 comments:
Absolutely fabulous. Thank you.
Craig
Hello :) Not sure if you remember me, but it is Brie from MtaT. We were in Montana last week and I thought about you, wondering how you were doing. Glad that I found your blog. Hope you are doing well!
Brie
Beautiful! I want to go there :0)
And hurray for Mr. Squirrel, and his new job.
Julie
Hi, Brie! I do remember you!
I miss the MtaT people and I try to visit when I can. I'm hoping when things settle down enough that I may be able to participate more often.
You are welcome here anytime!
P.S. My 'moderation' is set only so I don't miss someone's post. I don't often get to this blog either!
Take care!
I'm not on MtaT anymore. Long story, but I keep a blog also that you are welcome to visit :)
Brie - Can I find your blog address somewhere? I'd love to keep in touch. Prayer Warriors need support, too!
Sorry, Brie - My ignorance is showing through... I'll find it via your profile
[insert a head-smack here]
;)
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