I walked into a bookstore and saw a book. The cover wasn’t that appealing and the title wasn’t intriguing. Yet, I couldn’t help but buy it. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. Strange, yes. But so far, it’s not terrible. I read a sentence in that book that made me rest my head on the headrest, put the book in my lap, and smile as I closed my eyes reminiscing on the last few days.
“The world will give you that once in awhile; a brief timeout, the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner, where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.”
That’s what this last week was: a brief timeout. A chance to get away to a corner. To reflect, enjoy, rejuvenate, and simply be. This last week was filled with divine moments. I witnessed one of the most beautiful weddings. I danced in celebration until my feet hurt. I delivered the best MOH speech of all time. I read often. I sat in silence for hours. I rode in a horse-drawn carriage. I ate lots of shrimp. I ran barefoot on the beach. I fished on the ocean and caught a skate and a bull-nosed shark. I climbed a light house. I listened to good music. And I rested. This last week on St. Simon’s Island was mercy dabbed on my worn-out, tired old self.
Praise the Lord for His mercy, new and fresh with each morning.
May you take yourself to the corner of the boxing ring of life. May you rest and be refreshed by the unending supply of mercy from heaven.