A New Day
It's Saturday. I slept in this morning until 0730. Usually I am up at 0500 but when my husband is away I tend to sleep poorly - or take a while to get off to sleep and that means I don't wake up as well in the morning. The dogs and I went for our walk taking our usual route. I fully expected to run into a number of people since we walked at a more civilised hour today, but we were the only ones out. Surprising given the beauty of the morning; a brilliant blue southern hemisphere sky flecked with wispy clouds and a bright, bold, golden sun pouring out warmth and light on a peaceful land where birds flit to and fro happily singing and calling to each other. Sometimes although there is no evidence of the vines the scent of jasmine and honeysuckle waft past. A wonderful way to start the day.
As I walked I thought about this land we live in - Australia and my little paradise, Tasmania. I thought about the blessings and priviliges we take for granted and accept as out right and I thanked God, who after all, is the Creator of all that we see and the giver of all blessings. It helped me begin to put everything back in perspective.
Perspective? Why do you need to put things back you might ask. Well I had a pretty ordinary week at work and, whether we like it or not, usually if things go wrong at work that tends to colour the way we see things in the other part of our life as well. I was letting work creep in to the rest of my life and destroy my peace. When that happens I fret and worry and ruminate on work to such as extent that I may as well be there because I can't focus on things at home. Not good! Hence the walk this morning, the thinking and the perspective thing. Work has its place, of course it does. However, it needs to stay there where it belongs and not be allowed to invade the other place where I find respite and renewal.
So I wanted to write about it because to me its important, and perhaps I may need to reread this occasionally to remind myself that there is more to life than work. The wind has come up again now and, although the sky is as brilliant as ever and the sun as bright it's not quite as peaceful outside as it was earlier. So I'm glad I am inside doing what I need to do here. The aroma of freshly baked chocolate mud cake causes the nose to twitch instead of the delicate fragrance of jasmine and honeysuckle and the sound of the washing machine has replaced the birdsong yet still there is a sense of being at peace - it's within me as is the sense of knowing that God has it all under control.
As I walked I thought about this land we live in - Australia and my little paradise, Tasmania. I thought about the blessings and priviliges we take for granted and accept as out right and I thanked God, who after all, is the Creator of all that we see and the giver of all blessings. It helped me begin to put everything back in perspective.
Perspective? Why do you need to put things back you might ask. Well I had a pretty ordinary week at work and, whether we like it or not, usually if things go wrong at work that tends to colour the way we see things in the other part of our life as well. I was letting work creep in to the rest of my life and destroy my peace. When that happens I fret and worry and ruminate on work to such as extent that I may as well be there because I can't focus on things at home. Not good! Hence the walk this morning, the thinking and the perspective thing. Work has its place, of course it does. However, it needs to stay there where it belongs and not be allowed to invade the other place where I find respite and renewal.
So I wanted to write about it because to me its important, and perhaps I may need to reread this occasionally to remind myself that there is more to life than work. The wind has come up again now and, although the sky is as brilliant as ever and the sun as bright it's not quite as peaceful outside as it was earlier. So I'm glad I am inside doing what I need to do here. The aroma of freshly baked chocolate mud cake causes the nose to twitch instead of the delicate fragrance of jasmine and honeysuckle and the sound of the washing machine has replaced the birdsong yet still there is a sense of being at peace - it's within me as is the sense of knowing that God has it all under control.
posted by Karen @ 12:19 PM
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