Field Notes from a Day of Rest

On Saturday I slept in until 9:30 am. I then took care of some business before heading out to visit my mom. I arrived at her home at 1 pm. We talked for awhile and joked. She showed me all her teddy bears, hundreds of them. She reminds me every time we meet that she wants them to be given to children in need when she passes away. She wants the church to distribute them. She wants to impact hundreds of children who do not know Jesus, as well as those who do know him.

We drove about three miles to a local park in her town. Lafayette Locks Park. The Yamhill River runs through the park, a gushing rapid of white water. The eloquent music of the river sings in harmony with the various bird species. It is a quiet place outside of the sounds of nature. A couple was present with their small family dog. Mom immediately befriended the puppy and the couple as well. She is always so friendly, others can’t help but feel special around her.

Mom and I walked the park, choosing our steps carefully but surely. We enjoyed the sights and sounds, the smells, and the counterpoint of the cool breeze and warm sunshine. There was no hurry, no rush. Just a mother and son enjoying each other’s company. It was a day of rest. A day of fellowship. I can get used to this.


3 thoughts on “Field Notes from a Day of Rest

  1. This is such a sweet peek into your private life– I appreciate this beautiful glimpse you have shared. God is so good!


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