This is a new experiment for me. It's called Five Minute Fridays, and I learned about it on Twitter. Given a prompt, I write for five minutes straight. That's it. Well, then I post it and link it up (which I hope I can figure out!) and my free-write is out there for everyone to read. So, here goes.
Today's prompt: Rhythm.
My house is quiet right now, and yet I hear patterns and rhythms.
I'm a pattern-ish type girl. I like order, I like having a plan. So I seek this out. I like finding the rhythm of life.
At times during my teaching career, I've taken students on a "rhythm walk" or "nature walk". (OK, yes, part of it was just to get outside during nice weather!) But I would encourage them to notice things that have a specific rhythm to them. The things we would notice were interesting and varied: trains, car tires going over bumps, birds, the wind.
I still notice some of these things now. At night, well, and sometimes even during the day, I hear the bullfrogs on our ponds croaking away. There are times when they croak together, then at other times, they are at odds with one another. Once in a while they join their rhythm together, but not always. Other times there is that ongoing tension.
I find this in other things too: the washing machine -- ahhh when it's balanced, but boy howdy when it's not. The dryer. The clocks ticking.
I find it in my spiritual life as well. When I am listening to God, spending time in His word, things are in sync. I have that "ahhh" feeling. When I think I'm too busy to schedule quiet time in, when I haven't spent time with Him in prayer, I feel that tension mounting. I need that balance. I need that relaxation, that release, when I am back in line with my Lord.
As a music teacher, I thought of the song, and changed it up: I got rhythm, I got music, I got my *Lord*, who could ask for anything more?!