
And, even if I could set them up, I am somewhat
land-locked because the city is resurfacing the roads around my house.
In the past, I would have fretted because I am
wired to always be completing some task. Way too often my self-worth has been
validated by how hard I worked and how much I accomplished each and every day.
Too much of my affirmation has come from others who would say (in an attempt to
meet with me); "I know that you are busy".
But instead I have come to learn that just
because I’m not doing anything, doesn't mean that I'm "not doing
anything".

As I walked, I thought about how much I love to
spend time with my own children. Even though there were days when goals 'had'
to be achieved, I have always enjoyed spending time with them.
Now that they are adults, I often think that
things can get blurred as the grandchildren seem to be the reason that we visit
our children or have them over to our house. But it really isn't. I really have
no hidden agenda, but just to spend time with them.
And then I 'heard' the Father speak to my soul
communicating how much He loves to spend time with me; with no agenda, no real
goals other than spending time with me. And as a father, I get it as my heart
once again is filled with love for each of my children.
I arrived at the coffee shop, placed my order,
and set my backpack on a table to claim it as my own; even if for a short part
of my day...
And now, as I sit here drinking coffee and
observing my environment, I realize that this respite is a good thing for me to
have because the rest of the week is full and includes a 3-day trip to babysit
some of our grandchildren and their farm, a wedding to officiate (along with
rehearsal, etc.,) a family birthday party, babysitting another grandchild, and
a church picnic when I return.
And that's just this week. Next week is even
fuller.

I think of Henry Blackaby who suggested that we
"watch to see where God is working and join Him".
Jesus said:

I realize that it is His great mercy that has
provided this day of rest and refreshing for my soul. And I let Him know that I
am grateful.
Where would I be without Your great, great
mercy
Where would I be without Your deep, deep love
Where would I go without Your light to lead me
Oh my Lord, oh my Lord
My Lord and my God
What would I do without Your great, great mercy
Where would I go without Your deep, deep love
Where would I live outside Your forgiveness
Without the risen Son
Where would I be?
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