The time to relax is when you don’t have time for it. — S. Harris
No matter how rough a day we’ve had, if Suzy and I can spend thirty minutes in the late afternoon on our front porch, all is right with the world.
The busier we get the more we need the time on the porch. The worries of the material world disappear for the moment, and we have time to check with what is going inside of us.
Sometimes when we are simply listening to nothing I can almost hear God saying, “I have something to tell you.”
Who would have guessed that in this busy world, quiet time on the front porch is worth more than riches of Asgard.