The words of an old John Denver song are in my head this morning. “Hey, it’s good to be back home again.” I’m not living on a farm, as he sings about, but it is good to be home. No matter how great the vacation or visit with family, no matter how comfortable the bed away from home, there’s nothing like that moment when you lie down in your own bed, look at your own ceiling fan (still holding that layer of dust) and exhale. Home.
I’m thinking it would be easy to say I’ll get back to a normal routine on Monday. But if I take off four days it will be wasted time. I’m over wasting time. I can’t recover lost time but I can do my best to make my hours count. I need my minutes to count. So this morning I’ll be back on the walking route breathing in fresh air and using my muscles. Clears my head and keeps a good perspective. When I don’t know what each day may bring, I can count on a walk to bring life into clear focus. Nothing better to keep my head out of the sand and into the reality of what matters in life.
So I’m moving ahead and I’m determined to steer clear of those things that do not take me anywhere — like politics. Those conversations are circuitous and lead to nothing.
I will continue to love God, unabandoned, and my neighbor as myself. These words of Jesus dwell in my heart and mind. They guide me. It’s not easy. I find it easier to put myself first, my ambitions first, my needs and wants first. Simply moving behind his lead is where I need to remain. He leads and guides us on the true path.
I will continue to listen and speak less. My den is empty, the cubs are full grown, and when they speak to me I listen. I answer if they ask. It’s a good rhythm and we all continue to grow. I cherish the moments we have to spend together and keep the memories in my heart.
Home and ready to move ahead. Holding so much in my heart but not too tightly as everything is God’s. He lovingly loans us time, our families, and necessities of life.
Focused and ready to see what today holds. Deep breath, exhale, lace up — off I go!