To sit under a shady tree, feeling the warm, gentle breeze on my tired skin, listening to the birds fluttering from branch to branch. In the quiet, I can hear the grass whispering as they sway with the slight passing of the wind.
To feel the crunch of dried leaves beneath my feet, that rustling sound that adds to the sacred restfulness of soul and surroundings.
Ah, there is always that sublime feeling whenever the mind enters into quietude and the soul drinks of that which God freely gives – the vastness of the blue sky, the gentle breeze that soothes – His peace!
In the stillness, when speaking, contending, striving cease, the spirit is attuned to the gentle whisperings of God, and the mind, body, and soul are revived.
How often do we forfeit the chance to bask in these good and perfect gifts of the Creator? How often do we deny ourselves in luxuriating in the serenity of God’s presence, even as the soul yearns for it?
The stresses and strains brought by this dangerous and competitive world may steal our peace and health:
S – satan
T – taking away our
R – rest,
E – energy and
S– serenity, in exchange for
So let these words be kept in the deep recesses of our hearts, remembering them always:
Sometimes we are so engrossed with accomplishing we miss the beauty of real living.
The Lord Jesus is bidding us:
Do your uttermost not to miss the boat.