There has been a shift in the goings-on at the Norris household this week. We are taking a break from purging closets and cupboards and unpacking boxes to get settled indoors. We have moved outside!
It started Monday. I offered to trim around the trees and such while Mr. Pat mowed. While trimming, I realized that I hadn’t done much outside here at home for the past two months. And there was groundcover in three areas that were needing attention. (Tending to the groundcover has traditionally been my realm.) So I trimmed until I had used up three batteries. Then I shifted to weeding.
Ohmygoodness, I’m not used to weeding … and my back let me know it! Tuesday morning I used a different approach. This time I started on my hands and knees and finished in an upright position. My body thanked me for making the change.
At some point I looked to see where Arapahoe and Xian were. They are typically somewhere close to their people. Taking a bushel basket of weeds to “the pile,” I found them. With their papa. Helping him dig potatoes.
Well, Xian was helping dig. She would dig to China if you let her. She LOVES to dig. I think she remembers helping Mom reclaim rocks in the dry creek bed when she was just a baby. (That’s another story for another day.)
Arapahoe had found a cool place to rest … the upturned soil from the first row of potatoes. By this time, she was content to let Papa uncover the treasures in the second row by himself. But she kept one eye on her papa, as she always does, to make sure everything is right in her world.
It was good to get outside, spruce up the surroundings, dig in the dirt, reap the harvest of Yukon Golds, and enjoy their unique flavor at lunchtime. And it was good to be on my knees again … for an extended time of prayer.
All-Knowing, Creator God, thank you for encouraging the shifts that provide us refreshment. Amen. Grace and peace … --Pastor Pat