Just Be
Writing thank you notes on my patio, I set down my pen and leaned back. I looked up to the sky and let the sun shine on my cheeks. Ah. It felted yummy. I smiled. A thought jumped in my head, “You don’t have to do a thing. You just have to be. I love you just because you are.” Ah, it felt yummy.
I knew the thought had sprung from God. He jumps in our heads now and again, just to touch base and let us know He’s there. Trouble is of course I don’t always listen all that well. I smiled at the sky and picked up my pen.
No, really, you don’t have to do a thing. Thank you notes can wait.
I sipped my tea and listened some more.
Just be.
I eased into my chair and sat there soaking up some more sun. Just sit here, but I should . . . Hmm. This isn’t very productive.
That’s the point just sit.
Hmm . . . Okay, I’m just sitting.
What do you have to rush off and do?
Nothing I guess. I’ll just sit. I tried it again. I took a deep breath, really sucked in a lung full. Big exhale. I pulled in again. I can’t spend my day like this.
Why not?
Well there are things that have to be done.
Sit a minute.
The wind whipped my papers, the napkin blew off the table. I stopped it with my foot. The breeze was nice. Sit. Is this some kind of exercise I should notice?
No, just sit. You don’t even have to notice anything.
Ha like that’s happening, I notice things, a God conversation is hard to miss.
Nice isn’t it.
What do you want?
Want? I don’t want anything.
Sure you do, you show up like this and want me to do something.
Nope. Just sit here and let the sun warm your face. I don’t want anything. I love you.
He meant it too. Remember the old song, I just called to say I love you? I love you was all that needed saying. I don’t spend my days gazing up at the sky wistfully hoping for another God ah-ha kind of moment. I plow through my days and buzz here and there life takes living not just sitting. However it was yummy to be reminded I can sit and do nothing I am loved for just being a daughter of God.
Posted 7/18/2007 @ 1:29 PM | Weekly Thoughts
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