Good morning DearHeart.
The last time we were out we picked up some mulch and plants for our flower beds. At least if we lose the blessing of being social with people for a while, we can build a blessing with the soil and the sun. That will also help keep my thoughts from swirling me into a crater (Dale was planning ahead – self protection!). I have noticed over and over that when our mind is rolling with worry or heart torn, we can find breath along the silence of a pond or field, or listen to the simple, steadying rhythm of breezes. The steady and the still settle us and takes us over. Our breaths deepen and our hearts calm and our hungers fade. When peace is passed into us, new perspectives open to us and from difficulty and pain a call begins like an invitation to new growth. This welcome to friendship with nature does presume a willingness to be alone there. Yet this aloneness when given over to the Holy One is anything but lonely. Silence slowly calms the heart until Christ allows the weighted comfort of true tranquility.
It is there, in the silent stillness that we feel intimately connected with the Father … there is where the caged mind gets released from the terror of itself, and the winds of His Spirit become the wisest balm.
“But ask the beasts, and they will teach you; the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you; or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you…In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of all mankind.”
Job 12:7-8, 10 ESV
Breathe in the morning breeze.