Anticipating.
I know, I know - I write about anticipation every Tuesday.
But here's the thing - it's the theme of my week this week as I begin to taste the forthcoming promise of a month or so of rest.
My one word for 2012 was Still, and to be honest, sometimes I wonder where it is that that word emerged from - what God was thinking when that word was whispered into my heart.
I kicked off 2012 by beginning nursing school, and my life has not exactly been defined by stillness.
On the other hand, I've learned to really value the little moments of stillness, to sink into them, to appreciate and rest in them.
I was thinking about that as I took the bus yesterday morning - about how I sink into those moments when I can steal them.
I look forward to my Wednesday morning bus commute. It's the time in which I settle in to listen to Christianne's "A Cup of Sunday Quiet". I start my day with a scripture reading, then plug in my headphones, close my eyes, and steal a few minutes of quiet with Jesus.
I look forward to the few evenings when nothing is scheduled and there isn't any pressing homework. When I can enjoy a little bit of cleaning or reading or cooking, or simply crawl onto my bed and lose myself in a television show or movie.
And this week? This week I have the taste of forthcoming rest in my mouth. I'm writing the last paper of the semester, wrapping up clinical notes, preparing in a lazy fashion for finals next week. I'm organizing travel insurance for my trip to Florida, and staring at a calendar that is getting emptier by the day.
I'm so looking forward to a month or so where stillness is something that doesn't have to be stolen, but that can be the norm.
