Ever ask yourself, Where did my funny go?
This past weekend, after three days away from home at a writers conference, I found myself on the edge: worn thin, sleep deprived, having driven too far for too long. Feeling like ‘going Tasmanian’. You know. That blathering, slobbering cartoon character spinning circles in the dust, destroying everything in his path? That feeling has long been my warning to change.
Sensing my struggle, Hubby took me for a long meandering drive. Final stop, the far corner of our family farm – where the cows come to drink.
We brought lawn chairs. Sat leaning our heads against a barn, eyes closed, steeping in the sun. The edges melted away. That’s when joy snuck up on me.
The cows came close in our stillness. Their presence, sweet faces, and slow dawdling ways spoke a simple truth…
When we live life on a speeding train, we grow tense. Live shallow. Look down. Breathe small. Joy can’t bloom in a cage.
So let’s take a lesson from the cows – pause and drink. Where God’s air and our breath meet in stillness, Joy is waiting for us there.
He will once again fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. ~ Job 8:21
QUESTION: Where in your day today can you commit just 7 minutes to simply sit down, relax, and receive the Gift of free and abundant air? Your only job in that moment to just breathe? Please share in the Comments.