“A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.” -Victor Hugo
In honor of Ms. Ruby and her family, as well as the contractors and volunteers from Relevant Church that poured their love and sweat into renovating Ms. Ruby’s home.
“And they shared the word of the Lord with him and with all who lived in his household.” – Acts 16:32
We’re off to Universal Studios to take in a concert by Skillet. Not only do they rock, their music is message-filled. Few things in life are better than worship music that makes you headbang in the process.
“Four thousand are to be gatekeepers and for thousand are to praise the Lord with the musical instruments I have provided for that purpose.”
1 Chronicles 23:5
Normally I just post a picture for my Serenity Saturday post. However, I haven’t written all week, and I wanted to get back into the groove after taking somewhat of a mental Spring Break.
I got out on my motorcycle this afternoon and cruised around Pasco County. For me, it never gets old seeing the large tracks of land, the cattle, and the orange groves that make up scenery of my favorite motorcycle routes. It was an extra treat to be able to get out on the bike considering it had sat for so long in my garage.
Riding my motorcycle is such a stress reliever for me. It’s amazing how the hum of the engine and the howl of the wind can so easily clear my mind. No worrying about household chores and bills and work assignments. No fretting over honey-do lists and house projects and schedules. Just me, my bike, and the open road.
It reminds me of the lyrics from one of my favorite songs; Billy Joel’s ‘Vienna’. “Slow down you crazy child, take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while.” And that’s what I did. Disappeared from the world for about an hour or two. And it was great.
I think it’s important to step out of reality from time to time. To just let go of everything that you’ve got going on. To reset.
So wherever you find your peace, be it an open road or an open book, don’t be afraid to lose yourself for a while.
“Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.”
from Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman