It was a busy day - one of those days when it’s impossible to actually complete the to-do list. And then my bad little doggies ran away. I waited for a few hours to see if they would come back, but after 4 hours had passed and it was the longest they’d ever been gone, I set out down to the land reserve beside us to see if they could be found. Long story short, after trucking through the bush for an hour, there was no sign of them. But by the time I got home, they were safe and sound in their pen. My dad saw them a couple kilometres down the road from our house in the opposite direction of where I was looking. They were filthy, tired and home. Thank goodness!
By now, I was frustrated, behind on my work, and it probably wasn’t the best time to tackle my photo of the day. But there I was, getting nothing of any value and feeling exhausted as I thought about the list waiting inside.
Succumbing to the pressure of getting work done, I gave up on my photo of the day. I was on my way back into the house when I went against my instincts and decided to try some photos of the lilacs, even though I predicted that they would bore me to death. I backtracked to the bush and clicked a few shots into the sunlight.
Yup, boooooring. I’d done it all before.
But as I crouched there I was overcome with the heady aroma of the lilacs and it was a bit like breathing in a breath of creative rejuvenation. I closed my eyes for a second and lost myself in the fragrance. Slowly, the weariness started leaving my bones and was replaced with a feeling of peace.
Given new energy, I was inspired. I flipped my lens around backwards and decided to create some images that showed the gentle way the lilacs had wrapped me up in an embrace. I kept the images so soft that they were a bit like a dream; a dream of a moment where nothing else mattered but soaking up that one single second of deliciousness.
I headed back into the house feeling like I had accomplished something special. And wondering what was on that to-do list that was so important anyway?
Thought for the Day
It’s often on the days that we ‘don’t have time’ that we most need to stop and smell the lilacs. Expectations and lists of demands keep us running here and there all day, sinking deeper into the dizziness of life’s frantic pace. But there are, hidden in precious moments, little gifts that God has delivered to breathe new life into the worn out places of our hearts. Take the time to experience them… especially on days when you think you don’t have time to do it.
That’s when you need it the most.
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