Love
When I’m mentally and physically wiped out, sometimes it’s good to both mentally and physically wander. In wandering, I see, hear, smell and think things that give me pause.Â
This morning, I went through that process.
I saw this:
I heard this:
I smelled this:
And I thought this:
This morning I thought about love. In the midst of the insanity, when so many things are weighing me down, I can still find time to love, and in loving, I always seem to find love in return. The burdens seem greater when I get focused on transactions and push aside or behind the love that needs to be up front.Â
Weekends are most certainly a time for rest. But equally as important, weekends are a time for love, a time for a reminder about our priorities, a time for mental and physical wandering, and a time for rejuvenation.
I’m glad it’s the weekend!