Here I am, back again, after many years and many miles. Too much to fill in, but a new life in a new city has begun. I have been still trying to carve a sanctuary spot in this place for my quiet times, and in a very large back yard there is lots of potential. But this blog is about giving thanks, which our hammock rekindled as a fitting re-entry into this blog world. (Actually my new hubby's "double hammock". one of the many amazing gifts he brings into my life.)
First of all, I give thanks for my daughter's wonderful friend, Jared, who found the time, the place and a great view in my new back yard to hang it. Then I want to say thanks for the beautiful mini-forest my over-the-wall neighbor has grown. And for the birds that are chirping and for the wonderful weather- in the shade. I thank God for the amazing property we found and wonderful neighbors, and most of all, close proximity to our kids.
In learning about Interactive Journaling with God, in learning to be still and sit and listen to that still, small voice, the silence, if you will of just BEING with Him, this hammock seemed to send me to that place of peace much like the waves of the ocean. Something so beautiful, majestic and relentless in the constant gentle roar of waves rolling in and back. Something so huge that we really can't envision it entirely- this is that Peace, that peace that passes all understanding. That Peace in which I suddenly, again, find myself resting. And letting those words from the old hymn sink in, "It is well, it is well, with my soul."
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
