These two writings came to me today. Interesting how much they have in common. Timely as well – just as I’m feeling disturbed by recent conversations, requests and questions.
I do wish for a one-piece life.
Like I wish for a one-peace life.
Too much activity.
Endless stream of ‘need’.
Everything, I am persuaded, is a need.
Everywhere, there are more things to do than people to do them.
Even the supposed ‘resting’ things I’ve been party to are so… rushed. 😦
When you love solitude & silence and have tasted its sweetness before, the ‘too-much’ is very frightening. And very very very exhausting for the spirit.
When you have known the beauty of just being, especially when it’s just you and the Lord, the ‘too-much’ is very unwelcome.
You long to head back to core.
Have been saying No.
Reminded that I mustn’t let myself be too bothered with what people think of my ‘No’.
Resist feeling guilty.
Easter Sunday. And dinner at home. Things that have real meaning.