These sheep look pretty mellow; I remember as we took their picture, they felt no need to get up or run away. They were just relaxing. It’s hard to do that; just relax, stop worrying, stop working for a moment. There tends to be a running to-do list in my mind. And work is good. But sometimes I need to just sit, pray, breathe, be. Chill out like these sheep. So I’m going to try to do that, right now. Ahhh…. 🙂 Have a great and blessed day, Lisa
“Be still, and know that I am God.” ~Psalm 46:10
My Essential Ingredients for a great beach day:
1. Warm Sun and Blue Skies – Check
2. Comfy beach chair and a good book – Check
3. The wonderful smell of Coppertone sunblock wafting in the air – Check
4. A cool drink – Check
5. Awesome beach tunes, provided via Chesney – Check
6. The feel of escape (finished piano lessons, and escaped to the outside) – Check
Only thing missing…my sweetie (at work) and the feel of the ocean. But hey, that’s where a good imagination comes in! 🙂 I love these God-given 72 degree days snuck into the middle of winter! Slainte, Lisa
Ahhhh…feel better? I do. Slainte, Lisa
“A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” – Proverbs 17:22
“If we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.” – Robert Frost
I have noticed something; I laugh much more, louder, and deeper when I am with other people. Now you would think that this would be obvious, but the other night my husband was traveling and I decided to watch reruns of “Everybody Loves Raymond” to have a good laugh and relax before bed. After all, upon previous watchings, my hubby and I would laugh almost to the point of crying. However, I watched this time quietly, almost vegetatively. I was happy somewhere on the inside, felt amused at times, but there was no laughing out loud, guffaws, etc. Why was that? I felt somewhat mad at myself for my lack of outward enjoyment. (as I always feel so much better after I laugh for awhile 🙂 )
It’s the companionship that was missing. The other person that’s with you that is also laughing at the same thing, or starts the laughing, and then you can’t help but join in. The laughter that continues long after the punch line, until you don’t really know why you’re laughing anymore.
So now hubby is back home, happily, and last night we watched a show and laughed and laughed. And it felt great. Slainte, Lisa
