Since on the seventh day God had finished
with the work he had been doing, God rested.
I cringed as I considered all that I had to do. We’d returned from our vacation with two suitcases filled with dirty laundry. The refrigerator was empty and a hundred emails required attention. The relaxation I’d felt during our trip had vanished with the blink of an eye. After filling the washing machine with the first of several loads, I decided to see how our outdoor plants had fared while we were away.
As I rounded the corner of our porch, a slight flutter caught my eye. I stopped in my tracks to avoid disturbing a beautiful dove who rested on the edge of our birdbath. Though it was far too cold for her to be here, she rested peacefully. Such visitors usually fly off when I come near. Still, she remained content to stare in my direction. A ray of sunshine caused her feathers to take on a heavenly aura. As I wondered what she was up to, it occurred to me that she might wonder the same thing about me. When our gazes met, I realized that I hadn’t prayed much that day. The hectic trip home had distracted me from my usual sense of gratitude. Did this lovely dove intend to remind me to slow down and to do just that? I turned my eyes heavenward before she could reply.
Dear God, I will make a habit of setting aside my to-do list long enough and often enough to thank you!.
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