Day Thirty – Retreat – Lent challenge .
Mister God this is Anna brought me to tears , it’s a moving beautiful true story about a runaway little girl and the young man who brought her home like a stray puppy in the 1930s. It’s about faith love and friendship and Mister God, and all the things Anna taught Fynn before she died, and one or two things she taught him after.
I want to share my favourite bit of the book with you it just reminds me that I need to rest and give my brain time to untangle the muddle and recharge .
Mum had this lovely gift of asking questions that landed somewhere .
what , she asked us one Sunday afternoon ” What was God’s greatest creative act?”
Anna was watching her intently in chin cupped in hands . There they sat , looking at each other , Mum with her wonderful smile and Anna with her intense look.
Suddenly it happened . Anna slowly placed her hands on the table and pushed herself upright . She gasped ” it was the seventh day of course ”
I don’t get it, I said . ” God worked all his miracles in six days and than shut down for a bit of a rest . What’s so exciting about that ?
“Why did Mister God rest on the seventh day ? “She began.
“I supposed was a bit flaked out after six days hard work” , I answered .
” He didn’t Rest because he was tired though.”
“Oh – didn’t he ?it makes me tired just to think about it all ”
” course he didn’t . He wasn’t tired .”
“Wasn’t he?”
” No – he made Rest.”
” Oh .He did that did he?”
” yes that’s the biggest miracle. Rest is . What do you think it was like before Mister God started the first day ?”
“A perishing muddle I guess”. I replied .
” yes, and you can’t rest when everything is in a big muddle , can you?”
My place to retreat / rest is my garden it’s a quiet outdoor space where I found God and feel his presence , it’s a place to reflect, appreciate the silence the beauty and the spiritual feeling my garden brings to me and to others .
Thank you Mister God for rest .
Mark 6:31 Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.
Pondering through the brambles. 