Sunday, February 25, 2018

I still need some more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently.

Ernest Hemingway, Ernest Hemingway on Writing

And so . . . we rest.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Sunday, on the farm, was always a day of rest. Such wisdom. Yes, rest well…

    1. Hope you had a restful Sunday, Mary Jo.

  2. My Mennonite parents never, never worked on Sunday, unless Mmom had a dinner for friends or relatives and I helped.

    This morning was church and before that a roomful of energetic 2-year-olds, one of whom hit me over the head with a building block and thought it funny. I took a nap, but that was after grocery shopping. Laundry is in progress also. But the burdens have some buoyancy to them. My sister arrives Wednesday. Then I will play a little.

    Rest? Not sure.

    1. Oh those 2-Year-olds! Sounds like a necessary busy and productive day with a pause to worship. Seasons change, as do our lives, and sometimes it’s necessary. Intentionally taking time to spend time with the Creator is key though. I know you agree. Happy Monday and new week, Marian.

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