On Tuesday this week I took a retreat day, I am now trying to make these part of my regular habit recognising that the time and separation and in solitude is a great refill to my soul.
This time I went down to the Sussex coast to near where my grandparents used to live, I walked along the beach for several hours praying and meditating as I went. Battling walking into the wind, trying to keep the blazing sun out of my eyes, enjoying the dog as he enjoyed the beach, enjoying the silence as the wind howled rather loudly.
I thoroughly enjoyed this day.
My time without the Internet is I think strengthening my mind's ability to focus on what it is I want to focus on. I have a rather easily distracted mind. The Internet is one of the great ways my mind loves to be distracted. Walking along the beach is dead easy to be distracted by the many tasks waiting for me when I get back home and also when you stop suddenly remember those things of importance which you need to do. I'm grateful for learning the discipline of bringing my mind back to focus on what it is I want to focus on.
The beach, scarred and formed by wind and rain and waves,
near out of this bruising and battering comes ever changing beauty.
The wind rain and waves, craft and create together ever-changing beauty.
Can I see this that God uses the wind rain and waves of life,
not to scar me,
but to craft and create me?
In his hands I am ever chan thisging beauty.
Little poetic creativity can only be a good sign! Nice.
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