Friday is my day off.
It's been fun this year to plan something to get out of the house
(actually out of the area) for a real break.
The week before last I was writing talks for MK camp,
so it was really tempting to keep going with them because there was lots to go.
But Sabbath's are a discipline.
And thankfully I was catching up with a friend who was very good at modelling that to me during college, so that also helped keep me accountable!
Late morning I picked her up from the train station and we went to a park.
It was so lovely sitting there in the warm sun that after I dropped her off, I went home determined to find another park. I packed some art supplies, a picnic rug, a travel mug of spiced tea and set off.
Funnily enough I ended up back at the oval near to college where we used to exercise.
Sitting on a slight hill looking out at the sun that was approaching the horizon, with my boots off, I felt so free!
Thank you Father for wide-open spaces.
It was good to stop.
To have time to think, reflect.
I think the change in space really helped that.
I wrote about things I'd been thinking about with the talks.
Some things were prompted by my stickers!
I worked quickly!
Something you'd been telling me about, Mum.
I did 3 double pages in less than 2 hours, plus painted the background on a small canvas.
Here, words were prompted by the story of Jesus and the Samaritan woman at the well, which I'd been thinking about and planning with Margaret how to tell as a story.Plus the raindrop and umbrella papers probably prompted the direction as well.
It really was such a special, beautiful afternoon.
It's only when we stop striving and purposefully rest and reflect that we find our freedom in you, Jesus.
