Today is what I would consider a perfect Saturday, and I am VERY thankful.
We slept in and as soon as we woke up our son stopped by to pick up some lighting for a video project he is shooting in town today. So good to see him!
From that point on we have been sweeping both home and cars, washing, weed-whipping, and ironing. Perfect.
These kind of tasks represent rest for me. I'm not kidding. Anything that can move at a slow pace, that is physical work and mindless brings me a sense of peace. I think it has something to do with the fact that it creates orderliness too. An orderly home brings me a great sense of calm when I enter.
As I work today I have been considering the state of my spiritual life as well.
So... I draw great pleasure and satisfaction from work completed in this temporary house, do I care as deeply about the orderliness of my walk with God? Do my actions support that desire?
With this in mind, I lay down my 'stuff' and pick up the only item in this house that gives eternal satisfaction and purpose...the Word of God.
A perfect Saturday.