My roots sink deep in Arizona sand. My heart rests peacefully in the linen that graces my own bed. My hands rest gratefully upon my open Bible, and around the warm cup of freshly brewed coffee.
Today is a day to unwind; to unravel the snarls from life's hurried tangle. It's been an arduous week of serving, thus today will be an equally arduous day of sitting idly beneath the gaze of The One that restores me.
Home. This sure feels like a preview (an infinitesimal one at that) of Heaven's grace to come. Work and rest in just the right dosage is truly a God-prescribed tonic.
You have made known to me
the path of life;
you will fill me with joy
in your presence, with
eternal pleasures at
your right hand.