As I sit here typing this, it's extremely windy outside and snowing and just plain awful. I can't imagine why anyone would want to travel if they didn't have to and yet on my police scanner, there are numerous car accidents, which attest to many people being out and about. Not me. I don't worry about my driving per se, but I do worry about others driving. I am sure some psychologist would explain that I have a "control" issue or some other such problem. Truth is, I can't control the drivers around me and therefore I can (and will) just stay home. I can't get into an accident if I am safely parked in my driveway. Besides, I now have a perfectly good excuse to sit and type, read, knit and snooze. We have plenty of food available, heat, power (and a good generator if it comes to that) and we are together.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder if God uses these moments to reach us. I've have a very hectic 9 weeks with alot of running to and fro and late nights and early mornings. No rest, little rest and most definitely not enough rest. Now, I have the excuse to stop. We are commanded to have one day of rest and I spend that day in two churches, one in Bath, to which my family belongs and one in Brunswick as they have a teen program that my church does not. But with the roads being awful and the wind whipping the snow into blizzard conditions, I found a quiet perch to study this weeks Bible reading and ponder it's meaning. The Psalm for today (Psalm 91, 1-2, 9-16) says in part that because you have made the Lord God your refuge and the most High your habitation, that no evil will happen to you and no plague shall come near your dwelling. Well, if I stay put, that may just be the case. The winds blow around me, the gusts assault my home but I am safe. Better days are coming and I will be able to enjoy them if I hunker down today. I am thankful for so much and the ability to stay home on days like today and really enjoy myself are like jewels, cherished for what they are, both on their own and how my life is impacted by them. I have the love of family, the love of friends, the love of solitude when it suits me and the love of company when I need it. Right now however I have a need (and a little bit of a desire) to clean and reorganize my yarn stash. Just this morning I found I had purchased two counted cross stitch kits that I apparently forgot I had purchased and I felt a little like Christmas morning. Yeah ME!!!! I plan to spend some time spinning some fiber into yarn for a hat pattern that just screams out the name of a friend (who doesn't know that yarn "speaks" to those of us who love it and will be so happy to receive this gift!) and a new book that I've been waiting to start that today seems just the day to do so. So I will now go and rescue my wool yarn from my cat (AGAIN!!) and enjoy my day. Apparently for our male cat Blackjack, yarn screams too. I just wish he'd return it to the bin he snagged it out of when he's done playing with it. He probably feels (rightly so) that I could use the exercise it would give me, going all over my house gathering it up and unwinding it from our dining room table legs and chair legs. So here's to hoping everyone stays put, stays safe, until I write again. Blessings!
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