My October awaits. I long for simple grace, the ability to sit awhile and let my hair blow in the breeze, let my mind wander. I want to take in the beauty of the changing colors, hear the rhythm of the trees blowing, and watch the graceful fall of a leaf. I want to taste my morning coffee and the sweetness of God’s Word. I want to listen better, not being distracted by multi-tasking.
I need to walk in my little woods at my leisure and experience the whispers of nature beginning its journey toward rest. And I need to rest.
I am a worker with a list of to-do’s ever before me. I have commitments on my October calendar. I want to be a faithful steward of my time and my promises. But I also long for margins in my days.
Rest is a gift. The Sabbath command was for man’s good. I want to honor that. I must honor that.
I am looking for Simple Grace during the coming month. The grace of nature, of well-loved faces, of simple pleasures, of a job well done, of projects completed, of time spent well.
It’s a challenge. And I am ready for it.
Sunday grace, friends.