No, not that kind of freezing. Especially since the phone says its 85F or 29.4C. So no, I’m definitely not freezing. I am however enjoying the breeze flowing in through the open windows and the sounds of the crickets filling the air. But, I have been freezing of a different sort.
I put eight quarts of yellow squash and four quarts of zucchini in the freezer. I didn’t count but I have at least a dozen bags of 2 cups each of grated zucchini in the freezer. I have two bags of cut up bell peppers, along with four bags of banana, one of strawberry and two of blueberry. The shelf in my freezer holding the squash, is full. I had already frozen a lot of squash prior to today. Seeing that saved, gives me a feeling of satisfaction. We will have at least that come winter. I still have to figure out how or what to do with the cherry tomatoes.
Before I did all that, I went for groceries, as I was out of pet food and the critters here outnumber me so, I don’t plan on allowing them to go hungry. I made a run to the bank, and I got my laundry done and put away.
My reason for bringing that up is simple. It is easy, to get too busy. To put yourself in a position where you are constantly doing something. Often to the point of exhaustion. That was me back when I was working. Today, obviously I was busy, but not too busy. I stopped often, enjoyed a cup of coffee, chatted with mom, and like now, enjoyed the sounds of life.
In retrospect though, I missed a lot. But I along with my husband, had put ourselves in a position where we both had to work and had to work as much as possible. This left me too tired to really enjoy anything. Much less be the person I should be. It was work, come home to home responsibilities, sleep, do it all over again. And that…is wrong.
We are not supposed to get too busy. We should and need times of rest, of quiet. Whether that is sitting on the bank of a lake, a park bench, your own couch, simply enjoying a quiet, peaceful moment. We miss a lot when we are overly busy. We also miss God moments.
On a recent hiking trip to my favorite mountain, as I was hiking down I came around a curve in the trail and was surrounded by butterfly. They danced and fluttered on the soft breeze, a ballet act that any dance troupe would envy. All I could do was stop and watch, daring anyone who passed to interrupt the moment.
Several years ago I was hiking the woods behind my home. I walked out of the woods into a clearing. Before me were hundreds of dragonfly filling the air. They too, were doing their own ballet in the late summer sun.
In Autumn, as the leaves are changing, preparing to put on their final show before Winter’s arrival, there is a Maple tree whose leaves are a multitude of colors. I have often described it as God’s crayons.
Often times, if we are too busy, we miss God’s voice. Last year as I was clearing away years of neglect of my property, not once, not twice but four times, four times I came within inches of stepping on a Copperhead snake. For those who don’t know, yes, a Copperhead is venomous. I would literally be about to put my foot down and stop, as if hearing the inaudible command. Looking down I would see the snake.
Many times, in the past year, when I would have something on my mind, I would go to my walking circle. I would take the time to do nothing but walk, and talk with the Lord. I would simply start talking and talk from subject to problem to need to concern to questions and fears and worries. All the while remembering to be ever thankful. I would always walk away much more peaceful, and I always got answers. Those answers may not have been what I was hoping for, but they were still answers.
The circumstances I am in now has as I’ve mentioned in the past, allowed me to be here for my parents, but it has also given me the opportunity and ability to work on this blog. Working on this, provides the ways for me to tell a tale, share a story, mention a concept, plant a seed of love and compassion. It gives me a chance to share my beliefs in a way that explains without preaching. Shares without pressure. Offers without judgement. It gives me a chance, to worship with words, for which I pray to never be too busy. Whether I am freezing, or freezing.