It’s a change of perspective, this view from my bed, propped by pillows to gaze out the windows at the falling snow.
Snow on a Saturday is a rare, beautiful thing, removing the pressure of errands and running around; encouraging true stillness and rest.
Heart and mind try to rush ahead as I focus on falling flakes of white coating the ground and overgrown honeysuckle.
Be present. Be here. Breathe in the moment.
But even moments of snowy Saturday shalom shatter, as siblings argue over episodes, nerves fray, and plans change.
Quiet reflection and introspection last all of five minutes before knocks on the door interrupt asking for any number of things ranging from help reaching a cereal bowl to permission to open the new vitamins which I mindlessly grant and then become frustrated by the fact that there are two different kinds of vitamins now in use.
So in the rest, there is also disruption. In the stillness, there is noise. In the calm, there is chaos. In the falling snow, there is invitation.
Invitation to change. To engage. To rest. To be.
You are invited to enjoy your day! I am off to be present in mine, even though things USED to be FUN around here before all of these CHORES and having to put things AWAY that we are going to need later ANYWAY.
Because even in the midst of the rest, there is work to be done. Living in the tension, I tell ya!