Stillness

I like Saturdays because you get to do things that you don't normally do during the week because work gets in the way.  Today I had planted plants, mulched beds, mowed the lawn, cleaned the hot tub, and cleaned the patio.  But at 2:30 I had enough and decided to finish reading Nicholas Nickleby.

I sat in our Adirondack chair on the back deck to enjoy the sun as much as the book.  Beside the chair was a tray of marigolds, ready to be planted some day soon.  I looked up from my book and saw a wasp land on one of the very bright yellow marigold flowers and just sort of stay there.

I watched it for a while.

And it really didn't do a thing for a very long time.  It just sat.  And I wondered what it was doing.  Did it just enjoy sitting on this bright yellow thing?  Did it even know it was a marigold?  Did it get fixated by the quite pungent smell of the flower?  Was it savoring the warm sun while thanking it's lucky stars for finding such a nice soft flower to land on?

And I thought how simple that picture was.  A little creature God had made enjoying something else quite good that God had made.  And I wondered

how something so simple could be so still. 

And why sometimes in all the stuff of life we ourselves find it so hard to be still.  

Maybe we just need to see the small things and the big things and see that God gives us stillness although we think we can do it ourselves.

I finished the book by the way.