He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake.
After worship this past Sunday morning we blew town and drove north and east, beyond the teeming metropolis of Sharbot Lake to the back-of-beyond. We have friends on a farm up there and we haven't seen them in nearly a year. We drove from sprinkles and showers locally into the shrouding of mist and an eventual downpour. The rain let up as we got close to our friends' place so we drove a little farther to the remote house on another vacant farm where I holed up for part of my leave four and a half years ago. We both love the tranquility of this spot and we walked through the canopy of trees arching over a tractor trail. Even in the mist the trees were beautiful.
The next morning we walked into another spot where the Mississippi River tumbles over a series of chutes. Over time the relentless flow of water has carved fascinating potholes in the limestone which fill with coloured leaves in Autumn. In the afternoon we walked with our friends back on their land and dug up a small pine tree for the backyard of the manse.
We both have demanding, people-related work and as you may have noticed I am employed on weekends. It means that we rarely have two days in succession, let alone the three days of a long weekend. So, we crave and relish the occasions when we can both be restored, enjoy beauty, reconnect with friends. In this instance we were away for a little more than twenty four hours, but it felt like longer.
Do you have a place or places where God and surroundings restore you soul? Do you need sabbath times, tranquil times, to get recharged?