Plain Quiet Folk
“I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.'
I should think so — in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
I love the whisper of early morning that wakes me, bringing no agenda or lists; just lovely solitude and freedom to let mind and words wander. I sit with the ticking of the clock on the wall, sunlight kissing the leaves outside my front window, the rising of steam from my favorite mug. I take comfort in the stillness and the small world I create for myself before the sun fully rises over the hills.
In those moments I am plain and quiet. I have no use for adventures.
I love the routine of making dinner for my family, lighting candles in a clean kitchen when bellies are stuffed, settling in with popcorn and a movie, soaking in the delight of a lazy weekend.
I have no fire in my belly, no burning desire to leave the couch, no ache to see what lies ahead.
I love a full gas tank, an empty dishwasher, a sparkling bathroom sink.
I love sleeping kids, sleeping husband, soft pillows, warm feet, a well worn book.
These things are treasures beyond believing or dreaming in some parts of the world.
There are women waking up this morning who aren't sure how they will feed their family today. They don't have a car parked in their garage that can take them anywhere they want to go. They don't even dream of a garage. They are unsafe in the most disturbing sense of the word.
There is another woman I know who is waking up this morning to sounds and sights that will forever change her. Her name is Krystle, and today she is in Haiti. This momma of 3 little ones has flown 2000 miles from home because she has decided to JUMP. You can read about her story HERE.
Some days I want to hide in my safe, comfortable hobbit hole and be just one of the plain, quiet folk.
But then I remember Krystle, and Lindsay, and Katie, and a hundred other men and women who inspire me. I read stories and promises in scripture. And I know I was made for adventure.
Yes. I'm in.
I should think so — in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
I love the whisper of early morning that wakes me, bringing no agenda or lists; just lovely solitude and freedom to let mind and words wander. I sit with the ticking of the clock on the wall, sunlight kissing the leaves outside my front window, the rising of steam from my favorite mug. I take comfort in the stillness and the small world I create for myself before the sun fully rises over the hills.
In those moments I am plain and quiet. I have no use for adventures.
I love the routine of making dinner for my family, lighting candles in a clean kitchen when bellies are stuffed, settling in with popcorn and a movie, soaking in the delight of a lazy weekend.
I have no fire in my belly, no burning desire to leave the couch, no ache to see what lies ahead.
I love a full gas tank, an empty dishwasher, a sparkling bathroom sink.
I love sleeping kids, sleeping husband, soft pillows, warm feet, a well worn book.
These things are treasures beyond believing or dreaming in some parts of the world.
There are women waking up this morning who aren't sure how they will feed their family today. They don't have a car parked in their garage that can take them anywhere they want to go. They don't even dream of a garage. They are unsafe in the most disturbing sense of the word.
There is another woman I know who is waking up this morning to sounds and sights that will forever change her. Her name is Krystle, and today she is in Haiti. This momma of 3 little ones has flown 2000 miles from home because she has decided to JUMP. You can read about her story HERE.
Some days I want to hide in my safe, comfortable hobbit hole and be just one of the plain, quiet folk.
But then I remember Krystle, and Lindsay, and Katie, and a hundred other men and women who inspire me. I read stories and promises in scripture. And I know I was made for adventure.
Yes. I'm in.
I'm so with you... love you my friend! Here's to jumping together!! Thank you for your words this morning... I feel like most days I'm ready to jump... until the unexpected happens... then I revert back to my inner hobbit... I don't want to talk to others I don't want to see anyone... I want to curl up with protective arms over my wonder boys and silently cower in fear and comfort... thank you for your words... thank you for the reminder that we have to jump even when the waters are stormy and we aren't sure we have the strength to swim... because it's then that our saviors strength shines like a beacon... love you!
ReplyDeleteI love this! Lately I've been itching to jump at something but either because of fear or uncertainty, I don't. I want to jump and trust what The Lord has planned for me. I want to jump without having to have every detail mapped out first. Thank you for sharing, Jenna!
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