Day 2: Returning home

I was talking to Ulrich about this post and he made a great point. Life is cyclical. It has seasons. A time of coming and going, working and resting, action and reflection. There is rhythm in our days and nights, our weeks, our months, our years. We are constantly returning. Returning to work, returning home, returning to holidays and our birthdays. It is Lent. I am trying to return to God.

I have been out all day in the city trying to raise money for our start up. Dressed in uncomfortable clothes and shoes. Thinking hard. Reacting. Working. I came back to my in-laws house to kids who missed me and needed me. After spending some time there, we packed the kids up and headed home.

I had been thinking about this post all day. The word RETURN. All I could think of was my bed. I thought of how hard days and long trips make us miss our beds. We want to come home. In today's case, I had left the house a mess and the lovely young lady who lives in our in-law unit came and tidied up. It was, for me, sheer grace. I had not a single ounce of energy left and I came home to peace.

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." (Matt 11:28)

Finding God, at times is like coming home to your own bed. To your favorite pillow and most comfortable pjs. There is a peace in the soul and we find rest. It is part of the spiritual rhythm to be nourished and sent forth renewed.