Sunday, April 25, 2010

Sacred Sunday April 25, 2010

Today's Sacred Sunday guest post is brought to you by Tina of Life is Good. Please be sure to go visit her and thank her for her words here today.

Sacred Serenity


Although I'm an outgoing, talkative, leader type person, I have to have my alone time. My peace and quiet, nobody bother me time. It's sacred. It's also hard to fit into the schedule when you're a mom, wife, sister, friend, and all the rest we do as women today. But if I don't have it, I lose sight of who I am. And then I'm lousy at being all of the above.

Even my best friend called me crazy because I used to get up at 5 am. But that's when I used to get my sacred serenity. It was just me, my candle, and my green tea. I so enjoyed the quiet before my family woke up. The house just sounds different when they're sleeping. It's a stillness that's different than empty. Cozier. Since I teach a Bible study, this was the perfect preparation time. Writing my lesson plan on a fresh brain was a lot more effective than trying to do it in the afternoons, even if I did kick the boys outside. That's a different quiet. A quiet punctuated with, “That's MY nerf gun!” and, “I need a drink, Mom!”

Now that I'm homeschooling and our schedule has gotten all loosey goosey, I'm no longer getting up early. It's a rebellion thing, I think. Why should I get up, when there are no lunches to make, no carpool to drive, no school starts at 8:30 to worry about? There's also no serenity. They boys are home ALL THE TIME. I'm never alone. And I've noticed I'm a bit tense around the edges. Ok, crabby a lot of the time. I think I know why. Gotta get some alone time.

Here's what I need. Here's my version of perfect serenity.

I slide out of bed and no one notices. I grab my breakfast as I head out, but I can't wait until I get to the dock, so the first bite of my reuben goes down as I tip toe out, being careful not to slam the screen. The mist hovering over Mill Creek is like a shroud of secrecy, ready to envelop me, give me cover. The great blue heron is in it's usual position of sentinel, and doesn't flee as I arrive. He's seen me do this so many times, he allows me passage to the dock with scarcely a glance. It's too early to sail, since barely a ripple disturbs the still water. I untie the kayak instead and just let myself drift into that mist, not bothering with the paddle just yet. I lay back, and let my thoughts drift too. What a perfect time to talk to Him. Thank Him for His amazing creation. For the salt-murky air tickling my nose with all the memories of my childhood spent at this place. For the birdsong as they greet the morning, each other, and me, with their melodies of praise. For His love, which surrounds me every day. Thanks, God for all of this.

I allow myself to just drift, just listen. I hear the world begin to wake up. A mother calling to her child. Engines starting. The manager of the fuel station greeting his first customer. Conversations. Sound travels far over the water, and I've heard some familiar voices, too. I grab the paddle and head back to the dock. I see two not-so-little-anymore boys. Ready for breakfast. And their mom is now ready to face the day. Renewed. Relaxed from some time spent in sacred serenity.

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Tina...I so appreciate this post as the subject matter 
is near and dear to my heart as well.
Thank you for a beautifully treatise on what is sacred to you,
and to many of us as well.

8 comments:

Brian Miller said...

ah, what a perfect sacred sunday...i love days i get to hear the world wake up...we all need those times of serene aloneness with God...

Sh@KiR@ CK said...

Firstly, WELCOME Tina!
Thank you so much for sharing with us .
Do keep making sure you have those days as THOSE TIMES are ESSENTIAL for self nurturing and self realization. You DESERVE more.

hugs
shakira

Steven Anthony said...

my alone time is early in the morning, cup of coffee in the garden under the willow...so peacful

Bossy Betty said...

We all need to remember to have moments like this! Thanks....

Mumsy said...

Beautiful post for Sacred Sunday. I have my sacred serenity in the morning too, just inside the house though!

Cynthia@RunningWithLetters said...

Ohhh... this was GOOD thanks Tina for the words, and Polly for sharing her space to bring it to us :)

I have a friend with 7 kids. The best she could do for serenity was to more the coffee pot to her bedroom so she could get a good, private brew before facing her brood.

Jingle said...

at times, being alone is a gift or enjoyment,
Happy Monday!

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