There are many things I could say about my dad today. 12 years without him is a lifetime of moments
he didn’t get to witness or experience.
However, today I will choose not to dwell on the reality that he isn’t around
anymore. Sure, it’s not easy, but I rest
in the truth that he is in God’s presence… and has been for the last 12
years! Wow!
My dad carried a heavy and busy schedule. He was a husband, father, pastor, teacher,
mentor, visionary, director… you name it, he was or had carried such
title. He was able to read multiple
books at a time, prep and write sermons in multiple languages, travel, take classes, entertain
guests, manage finances, and even take an entire family grocery shopping on a
weekend. There are many things I can’t
recollect about how our household ran.
And I still have NO CLUE how he could do it all. But there is ONE THING I specifically remember…
My dad went for walks… a lot. Almost daily.
I have vivid memories of dad opening the living room screen glass door
and saying it was time for his walk. I
didn’t think anything of it then. “Dad
just likes to walk”, was my thinking.
AND, more often than not, he walked out with a mug at hand. Tea.
He would take his tea cup/mug with him.
Never understood why. At one
point, I probably thought that he just needed a break from all the reading and
studying. He needed to stretch his
legs. And he liked drinking tea in the
afternoon.
That was then… and here is my thinking NOW. My dad liked tea… Jasmine tea to be
exact. And since I can’t remember
whether or not he was a coffee drinker (like I am), I’m assuming tea was his
comfort drink. If you know me, you know that I'm a coffee fan. I like coffee. I like the warmth of it. I like the taste and the smell of it. I like holding a mug while reading a good book. It's a comfort drink for me. AND… going for a walk was
his version of Self-Care. Yup. I now have a name for what he did.
Self-Care.
The same term I heard so many times throughout my college
& graduate school career! The term I use to describe those intentional efforts to care for our souls, to keep our
sanity, to be kind to ourselves. The
term I still use when I want to refocus.
To rest. To take a deep
breath. And most recently… the term I
use to make sense of Spiritual Whitespace.
My newly found friend Bonnie Gray describes this
concept of Spiritual Whitespace as a “creative way of spending time with God to
slow down and feed your soul, to rejuvenate and enjoy soul rest.” Taking care of ourselves by spending time with
God.
How often am I taking intentional time to breathe? How often am I allowing my soul to rest? How intentional am I when it comes to
STOPPING the auto-pilot mode of my life?
So, today… despite 12 long years without my dad on this
earth… I celebrate the lesson I learned from the silence of his routine. His daily walks holding a tea cup will
forever represent my need to intentionally find moments in my day to STOP and
rest my soul. Whether he was doing it
for physical health or to escape the reality of his busyness and relationship
conflicts… he knew how to ‘get out’.
Oh oh oh… another quick note. My dad didn’t always go on his walks
alone. Oh no. He enjoyed taking my brothers along. And I even remember going with him once or
twice (Nope… I wasn’t a fan of walking around the block back then… Oh, how I
wish I could go on such walks with him now…).
Self-Care does not need to be something I do in solitude. It can be done WITH my family or in community. Self-care is important and needed.
How are you doing with that?
How am I doing with that? What do
you do to take care of your soul? How do
you spend time with God to care for your soul?
Do you have whitespace in your life right now? Want to learn more about Spiritual
Whitespace? Let me know in the comments
below… would love to chat more about
it.
In the meantime… Dad… thank you for another life lesson…
Miss you today!
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| June 2001 |
