Unexpected Rest

In this season of two under 3, I have a hard time finding places of peace, places to rest. My house rarely is quiet and when it is the load of laundry, dirty dishes, sticky counters, and piles of toys scream at me to DO SOMETHING.

So, much to my surprise I have found a place of rest, peace, and quiet in my CAR. My sweet husband fought hard to find me the one I wanted with the pretty terra cotta interior & forest green exterior, the heated seats and steering wheel, plus the nonnegotiable sun roof. (My high school and college friends are rolling their eyes at what I’ve become since former vehicles in my teens and 20s were a ‘98 rav4 and ‘05 Camry sport 🫶). 

Although those aesthetically pleasing things help make it peaceful, that’s not why i love it. I love it because i can just park it somewhere in the sun and breathe. I can take my hot coffee and my journal and actually THINK CLEARLY for a minute. I don’t have to worry about who I’ll run into, or whether I’m taking up too big of a table in the coffee shop. I don’t have to be distracted by the wild conversations going on around me or how much the cashier is struggling to take orders.  And I can pick the MUSIC and TEMPERATURE - who knew that would be such a necessity in this season in order for me to rest. (Sorry Starbucks but your music is too loud and distracting).

My car has always been fast. I’m usually running late and blaring country music with the windows down. In the past, it’s been full of teenagers with McDonald’s in their hands or filled to the brim with decorations for an event. Now, it’s full of toys, half-eaten snacks, two car seats, and a huge stroller. YET for a moment- right here, I’m finding rest. Rest in the driver seat, parked under a big tree, and journal in hand ready to ask God “What’s next?”. 

Grateful for this unexpected place of rest today.