These weekend features are to remind us of the INGS of life. The Doing. The Nothing. The Speaking (of the Holy Spirit). The Listening (of our hearts).
When you hear the word Paradise, what comes to mind? Is it sun soaked beaches? Comfy cabanas next to the pool? As a girl who lives in a cold weather state (we see snow six months out of the year), Paradise usually conjures up mental pictures of something somewhere warm.
But what if our imaginations could be convinced to be more content and click to images of our own backyard upon hearing that word (or porch, or nearby park, as the case may be)?
As a family who lives in a Alaska, we are blessed with a big backyard. And in its wild vastness, we have filled it with friends, family, food and laughter, not to mention a slackline, a trampoline, and a well-loved fire pit. We like a little activity mixed in with our relaxation. Not exactly the kind of family that sits around the flames singing Kumbaya (kum-bye-ahh) all night long. We cook hot dogs, roast marshmallows; conversing about anything and everything, laughing long and hard, while attempting to keep the mosquitoes at bay (which requires ninja-like swatting skills). But there is something about fire that pulls you in. It’s mesmerizing. It’s simplistic, yet complicated. It’s unpredictable. It warms the body as well as the soul. It’s therapeutic. Quite simply, sitting around a bonfire is my favorite way to spend a summer evening in our backyard paradise.
If a bonfire can mesmerize, a hammock can flat out put you to sleep. It’s like a bed and a lullaby rolled into one object of relaxation with the sole purpose of forcing you to slow down and stay awhile. And what mom doesn’t need a little reminder to take a Mommy Time-Out from time to time?
So how would you define Paradise? This weekend, may you find your Unwind. Your Object of Rest. Your Paradise. And after you’re all good and chillaxed, tell us about it. We’d love for you to join in the conversation by adding your own two bits in the Comments area below. Have a great weekend, friends! May you see the fingerprints of the Creator wherever you go…
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