Room To Breath
I played golf a few days ago. Just me, alone. And it wasn’t the golf that had drawn me to my local course. No. It was the blue sky, early spring sunshine, fresh air, soothing green grass, stunning Cheshire views and above all, some solitude.
It’s so easy to find ourselves on the treadmill of life, churning out another project, another answer, another meal, another idea, another conversation - and the unending motion is killing us. We are too stretched to live as whole human beings.
So it was that on the 13th tee (the highest part of the course, with the grandest views) that I just sat on a bench and watched. I breathed, listened, worshipped and prayed. I spent some beautiful time with Jesus.
May we all learn to find room to breath.
