Because my life makes them tired, they want me to rest.
I do not sit well. I do not relax often.
I wonder if I know how.
When, I have a chance to do nothing, I find something to do in the nothing. Like recently sorting through mounds of paperwork while I sat spinning on my couch. Rest almost feels like I'm wasting time and I have a really hard time doing nothing.
Unless.......
I'm at the beach.
It is in the vastness of God's awesomeness, that I can do nothing. Well, almost nothing.
I can sit.
I can breathe in the salt air.
I can watch.
I can close my eyes and listen to the crashing of the waves.
I can relax.
I can find and enjoy the quiet, in the midst of the noise.
This, in the amazement of His creation is where I find rest.
It matters not if there are 5 people named Allen in a flurry of activity in the sand or thousands of people whose name I don't know walking about me. It matters not if I am alone in the early hours of the day, or catching one more peek before calling it a night.
From sun-up to sun-down--- this is my ultimate place of rest.
So be careful, next time you say to me "get some rest" I might just head toward the sea.
(or, most likely I'll go get in my big jet bathtub and just pretend)
I'm linking up to Lisa Jo,
gypsy mama for 5 Minute Friday! Simple rules- write for 5 minutes, no editing, no second-guessing. It's not write, not wrong. And, it's a lot of fun. Click on the link for some good, 5 minute reads.

Rest- go get 'ya some!
Okay. First of all BUWAHAHAHAHA!!
ReplyDeleteSecondly, I'm with ya. As you know, at home I must putter. all. the. time...but at the sea? Ahh the wonderfulness of closing my eyes and letting the sounds just fill me up.
Finally. I love ya.