The weeks of summer are often busier than the other nine months of the year. It is as if we are on a race with the sun and weather to accomplish all we can, while we are still able. It is these same activities that prevent us from taking in all the ways God is moving around us.
There are always dishes to wash, dry, put back on the shelf. Items in the kitchen/living room/dining room to put away in their designated places. Lawns to mow, gardens to weed, the list goes on and on. Like the busy honey bees flitting from flower to flower to gather the pollen, we continue to gather and carry with us the where we have been.
The difference between the bee and me is that the bee will release the pollen at the hive. I am more likely to continue to carry my burdens with me into the next day. It is completely contrary for me to let go of the things on my back. I have mentioned before that I tend to live with fear and worry and doubt nipping at my heels like a hungry dog.
This is the very place where my battles are fought.
Will I let go of my burdens, dropping them to the floor like a pair of worn jeans? Will I cling to them for fear that something will happen if I let them go? What is the root of my life with Christ? Is it my works or is it His grace?
I need to remember my work is in His name because of His grace. I need to lean into His truth more and more each day. To be listening to His Holy Spirit and hearing the sweet love song He sings over me daily (Zephaniah 3:17). It is now when I close my eyes, when I silence my thoughts, and begin to breathe in and breathe out the gentle breeze caressing me.
Like the bees who settle into their hives at twilight, my soul begins to settle into place again the more I am with my Lord, one moment at a time. As each breath is exhaled, I begin to let go of the burdens and soon they are scattered on the floor.
I step around them and come to place my head on the pillow. The bees will buzz again at daybreak, just like me. But at day’s end I will be letting go of the burdens and concerns, placing them into the very hands of the God of the Universe. He will be awake throughout the night, watching over the bees and me (Psalm 121).
And I will rest in the shadow of the Almighty (Psalm 91:1).