It’s 4pm on an easy Friday, I’m working on a paper about Jesus healing on the Sabbath day. Making slow progress, but no regrets. There’s calming music on my playlist, and occasionally I glance down to see Patches enjoying the afternoon. His being so relaxed reminds me to relax and take it easy. He has no worries, this little furry love. He makes no apologies for the way he is, and he’s completely loved and taken care of in our house, just as he is. I’m reminding myself that in my heavenly Father’s house, I’m completely loved and taken care of too, just as I am.
It’s serendipitous, moments like these, where there is much to enjoy about simple things like the open door, soft afternoon light on a clear day in a string of rainy days, a nice breeze coming in, this rare precious moment of sharing a lovely afternoon with Patches. We don’t get a lot of this, I’m always keeping busy out of the house. A long stretch of quiet afternoon with not very much going on, and nothing to say, is very restoring to my soul.
I’ll let pictures continue to do the talking.
Also, in case you’re interested, here’s the link to the instrumental guitar music that went a long way in making this afternoon so restoring: