You’ve made it to Friday.
Maybe you’ve been busy all week,
with no plans to slow down.
And you finally have time
to do what you had hoped to do;
to clean, to write, to run, to paint, to read, to take your child somewhere fun, or to go on a date with your husband
so you gather your cleaning supplies
you sit at the desk pull out your journal or pen or turn on your computer
you get out a book and find a cozy chair
you lace up your shoes and start to stretch
you set up your paints and spread out your brushes
you tell your child “lets go to the zoo when we get home”
you start putting your makeup on in front of the mirror
But then instead you crash, the tiredness hits
and maybe like in the Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse
you find your own strength or determination is not enough.
This week on my way from one place to the next
I found a swirly snail shell sitting next to my car tires
First I was delighted because I never see snail shells on my driveway
Second I was intrigued by the loveliness of natures patterns and designs
Next, I felt comfort
I think if I could have I would have pressed pause,closed my eyes, and stood still a little longer.
For me it was God’s way of reminding me that sometimes I am allowed to slow my pace
and most importantly not to feel anxious.
If you haven’t read the Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse I won’t ruin the end for you,
but just know
His mercies are new every morning.
Thank you God for your new mercies.
-Love and Hope in Christ-