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• Oct
  04

  Patches of Serenity ~ By Carol S. Terrell

  This life can get so jumbled sometimes.  Things aren’t as they used to be.  I remember days of sitting under shade trees, dangling my feet at water’s edge, inhaling the crispness of a fall morning and loving every minute of each encounter. Or, simpler still, just sitting quietly and listening to nothing in particular—just the stillness of the world around me—the quiet murmurings of nature.  Those days seem to be far away now—a distant memory.  But how I long for them in the hustle and bustle of the big city. I found myself longing for those moments particularly over this last summer.  Unable to get away for almost a year, I grabbed at whatever I could.  Early morning wanderings into my yard to gaze into the sky.  Standing on my patio in the evening just to hear the cicadas.  Digging in the earth hoping to etch out a little vegetable garden.  These were my own patches of serenity.  My way of coping with the noise…the doing that was constantly in motion around me.  Sometimes it’s good to just be.  To become a part of your surroundings rather than being an active participant.  It’s almost like standing back and looking at a beautiful painting.  It draws you in.

  God always knows what we need.  After dropping my sister off from church one Sunday, he led me to stop by a lake near her home.  It’d been years since I wandered back there.  The community where the lake is located is off a very busy main street, but you wouldn’t know it.  It’s so serene that tears sprung to my eyes when I rediscovered it.  The following Saturday, I spent nearly three hours there all by myself, and the next morning I drove down to pray and watch the sun rise.

  We serve a gracious, loving, and faithful God.  He knows our every need.  He knows what we long for and is willing to grant our desires as long as they line up with his plan for our lives.  I longed for serenity—a place and state of mind that would give me the fortitude to continue to cope with the noisiness of this life.  He granted it to me, and I’m so very grateful.

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