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Calm and Peaceful

My landlord texted me this morning.

He and his wife would be in town this afternoon and asked if they could drop by. It was fine by me, but just for a moment, I felt a slight unease. It was past behavior.

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I sat completely still to let the feeling pass. Glancing around the house, it wasn’t perfect, but it was in order. It wasn’t spotless, but it felt good.

I told him I had plans at 11:00, but will be home by 1:00, and got ready to leave the house. There’s an AA meeting I’ve been going to on Sunday mornings. For now, it’s like church and sober community rolled into one. I missed last Sunday and didn’t wish to miss today.

This was huge progress for me.

A few short years ago, I would’ve been scrubbing baseboards to make a good impression, but today, I placed the coffee cup in the sink and left for my meeting.

Last week, I was reading a lesson from SC Lourie’s Soul Reset about ‘People Pleasing.’ I didn’t really see where I met any of the criteria anymore. I can honestly say, I’m kind, but not on a mission to please others.

Today was proof.

When they arrived, they said the sweetest things and loved what we had done with the house. He told his wife they should take pictures, but I don’t believe what they felt would show up in a photo.

By the time they were walking out the door, he had it figured it. It was all the little touches, and the way my daughter and I choose to live that caused him to say, “Gosh Barb. It feels so calm and peaceful.”

A Quiet Sunday

I haven’t written in a while. Have been questioning if I’m actually a writer, or just nested here for a while to tell my story. If the second one is accurate, then we all have writer in us.

The house is quiet, on a Sunday afternoon.

I hear my landlord mowing the field next to the house. It’s a very soothing sound of the mower coming and going. This time of day is beautiful.

Walking through the yard, I spotted this as a sweet reminder that life can come through even the hardest of surfaces. There is no dirt here, only concrete and rock, but the grass doesn’t mind. It came through just fine.

Grass

 

I started a new job Monday.

My income will increase substantially, and I’m not sure what to do with that, but I think it’s a good problem to have. Reading my devotional this morning I found reassurance. “Start with where you are at this point in time and space, accepting that this is where I intend you to be.”

That was like water to my soul.

Taking one step at a time with this new job was where I had to be. I dove in head first on Monday, became overwhelmed, and started doubting myself. Trusting and relying on God with this, just as I have with everything else.

The blade of grass emerged through the rocky surface to reach the light, and so can I.