The hammock of the moment

Good morning it is 4 AM the world is slower it has not awaken. Darkness blankets the speed of hurriedness and we all take a break. In quiet, stillness, I sit with papa, we don't have to go or do, just enjoy stillness. Being with God is very different, it is a life that is always off kilt, for he is always up to something and sometimes the most unusual is what he is not doing in hurriedness but in stillness. Off kilt and always spot on, in all ways, especially in love. Following him is watching him,being a part of what he is doing in the smack dab on what you are doing. Being mindful of what he might want you to see or do with him. And then there are those times like now where one can rest empty headed and enjoy the moment at hand, just because it is the moment at hand. Sickness is often a time when one lives in moments of time unencumbered with thoughts except the company of pain. Brain function goes out the door and grey daaaaaaaaaaaa takes it place. Yet in the grey daaaaaaaa Papa is there. Physical work is also times when Papa allows me in him to rest mentally. I believe one reason people enjoy gardening, is that nature does not travel the speed of man and to be a part of that world is to be away from our hurried world. The speed of our Fathers Spirit in us is life and light, it is salvation to our hurried self. One needs to walk so attentively to live in the spirit,in the slightest breathe he changes, each change turns my heart inward, deeper in him. This morning I get to sit here and swing in the hammock of the moment with him. Thank you Papa. You are the Papa of everyday moments I need so badly.