Quiet as a Mouse

These days have been quiet, hard working days. It's a crossroads in life when you move. A season to stop and "Selah" breathe, reflect, think.

And I feel a bit like it's an opportunity to reinvent myself. Not to others, so much. No name changes or historical inaccuracies, but more so for myself. Reinventing who I am, how I spend my time. Or maybe it's just that I just celebrated my 36th birthday and I'm getting older and quieter.

1 Thessalonians 4:11& 12 says:

Make it your ambition

to lead a quiet life,

to mind your own business

and to work with your hands.

My life hasn't usually been an attempt to lead a quiet life. I wanted a full, busy, people life. However these days I'm enjoying the quiet. I'm enjoying my family. Coming home, so to speak. My heart is falling home over and over. Throwing myself into my home, cooking, school, dates with my husband, reading to my kids, taking them for walks and doing fun projects.

But I flounder in it a little. Still learning how to be quiet. How to be content in fewer things, deeper. But I'm making quiet my ambition. I'm glad to be small and quiet, rather than biggish and noisy. Quiet as a mouse...