Sometimes I just have to step outside and look up into the heavens, take a deep breath, talk to God and jump back in to whatever I am doing. Late last night I wandered around outside our home, camera in hand. I have a thousand things I want to do, updating this blog being one of them, but through all the spinning items in my head I could not seem to focus on even one. Looking up into the vastness of the universe has a way of loosening the tightening strap around my list of things to do, my worries, my fears. Sometimes even my desire for the greatest endeavors get pushed into a box, and the once beautiful wrappings begin to take on a more ominous color, and the bows and ribbons turn into ugly vines. So many things requiring so much time I cannot seem to provide. "Stepping outside" seems to put everything back in to perspective. God is my King, I am his servant, whatever it is that I am able to do I want to perform for the service of Him. The heavens have a way of restoring my will and encouraging my spirit. Praise be to God for being such a wonderful escape.
Psalm 16:11 says,
"You will show me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore."