I stand looking at wispy white clouds roll by, feeling the cool breeze on my face and smelling the green trees that surround me. The sun is just perfect - that moment before the sun goes down, that magic hour. I close my eyes and I think about all that has happened the past few weeks, the hectic running about, losing my cool at times, or feeling out of control of certain situations. 

This is just what I need. To be away, take a step back and think. To reflect. I miss that.

As I look at the clouds, I am reminded of how God led the Israelites years ago... cloud by day, and a pillar of fire by night. When the clouds moved, they followed. When it stopped, they rested and waited. They depended on God, waiting for Him to lead them to the promised land. I think about how often I go ahead of God in the things that I do. Waiting is something that doesn't come natural to anyone. How am I to know where God is leading if I don't keep my eyes on Him? If I am always running chasing after things?  

So I look at the clouds, I take a deep breath, and I rest.