Several years ago, when Caleb was in seventh grade, I had carpool duty two afternoons each week. I usually arrived early enough to relax post-work by reading, listening to music, or a podcast. One afternoon, as the group loaded their belongings into the cargo part of the car, I hadn’t turned off my music selection which was my habit.
I started to switch the music off when in unison, everyone except Caleb(who is his mother’s frequent passenger), yelled “Hamilton! Turn it up!” I obliged and drove the next 30 minutes to a unique rendition of the musical Hamilton which repeated for several weeks until one carpool member urged for a new music selection.
This will always be an indelible memory of how art can bridge the seemingly wide chasm between people.
My original five watched the movie version of Hamilton at exactly midnight the moment it premiered. This might seem like overkill but we are trying to make a celebration out of anything these days, especially when we can do it in our own home. What a treat to see the music we have loved and couldn’t get out of our heads jump to life before our eyes.
Even my next sentence echoes Eliza’s words to Alexander (“Take a break.”) but I am going to heed them better than he did.
I am taking a break from writing on the blog for at least the rest of July. Normally, I wouldn’t make any fuss about it but so many of you dear friends wondered where Monday’s post was last week. Thanks for missing the post.
I’ve written a lot of words since the first Monday in January. I love a good streak and I have only missed two Mondays in the past seven months. But alas, I am not meant to be a machine. We all need to remember this for ourselves and sanity.
January was the month I decided to return to writing regularly on this blog and gather words about what I was learning about slow living. “Slow” was the word I picked at the end of August as my word for my birthday year.
I realized last Monday, my birthday was only 50 days away. What a lot of living over the course of this year and what a lot of slowing down in the second quarter of 2020. It’s time for me to consider a new word for my upcoming birthday and continue to hold tightly to the goodness of the word “slow”. I hope to spend time journaling and fleshing out new thoughts. There is an avalanche of words out in the world right this moment, I want my words to be ones of hope, encouragement, and life-giving.
It’s summertime. Time for a rest, lots of iced tea, and books.
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So Jesus said to his disciples, “Come, let’s take a break and find a secluded place where you can rest awhile.”
Mark 6: 31 (TPT)
That sounds mighty nice.
May this summer bring gifts beyond measure.
May you find joy in the midst of disappointment from abandoned plans.
May you revel in offering the gift of safety to others by wearing a mask.
May God grant you health and wellness during this time of mounting statistics.
May rest and recreation hold hands with one another during this season of sunshine.
May you allow yourself to take a break.