Time For Rest

If you've never had the opportunity to visit Colorado, you are missing out! Especially this time of year, nature it seems is transitioning into rest mode. The mountains are soaking up the healing mist their creator made to wash over them gently spritzing them with love. They proudly display pockets of gold where the Aspens on cue know it's their time to shine. In fact all the trees are loving their new palette of fiery reds, glistening golds and bursts of orange. They swear they're all falls and wish they could wear these year round. 

The rivers are rustling with excitement knowing they too get to relax. Humans won't be enjoying the ride they offer for a while, they get to let their hair down and run briskly kissing the rocks as they flow through, enjoying their journey. The animals play in the fields of gold, knowing the cooler weather is upon them. The wind will begin gently blowing whispers of what is to come, reminding them to forage and settle in comfortably. Yes, this place embodies the verse "even the rocks cry out" wander through the amazing terrain here and you'll swear that they do. 

I began having dreams of this place even before I knew I would be privileged to come here. As I approached, driving in from Texas, I felt like I was coming home. It was as if I was returning to a place my spirit has known forever. I was awestruck by the majesty the mountains command. In-love with the trees that establish communities of themselves. Amazed by the beauty this place freely shares with all those longing for a taste.

 Here, I find rest. I find freedom. I feel all the little things I make big things out of just dissipate and wash away with the healing rains falling on the cabin's roof. My spirit feels so connected to the earth, it's as though my heart beats with each movement of the playful leaves in the wind. And then there's the clarity of thought, the silencing of the world to hear. 

Just as nature obediently transitions so should we. I tend to fight rest. The to do list is too long. People need me for crying out loud! How in the world would things function without me? After I stepped down from my prideful pedestal, after I hung up my Super Woman cape...I gave myself permission to accept my Father's invitation to come away with Him. To simply sit in His presence. To allow Him to show off the beauty His hands have made, the treasures and gifts busy mode doesn't allow me to see. 

What I've come to realize is I'd rather be out in nature worshipping Him than worshiping Him in church dreaming about being out in nature. We cannot make things so complex and so rigid that we miss the simple and sweet. Until next time friends, I have a date with a moose! Love and miss you all!