A Cup of Tea with A Side of Prayer

 I just need a couple of hours to myself.

Do you ever feel that way?

Since Spring Break, it feels like we have been in catch up mode.  Since my husband works at a church, sometimes Holy Week is really busy.  I have to be super intentional to pay attention on Easter Weekend or sometimes I miss it in the rush of activity.

Which is sad, because I love Easter.  Palm Sunday and Easter are my favorite two Sundays of the year.  Spring and new life and resurrection speak to my heart and awaken all that slumbers in winter.  Both in the ground and in my soul.

Still, it was all over way too soon.  The celebration at church and the day with my family passed by in a blink.

And then the rains came.

We’ve had an unusually cold and overly wet few days for our first week of April in Arkansas.

So with Easter behind me and cloudy days in front of me, I decided I would set aside some time this week to be quiet.

I gathered up some books on prayer, some that are old friends and one that I’ve been meaning to get around to.

I got some new tea and I dug out a pretty teacup.

After I got everyone off to school, I settled in for my most favorite kind of morning.  Quiet.

Cloudy and cold outside, I did not even feel bad about not going to exercise.

I just need a couple of hours to myself.

Four cups of tea and six hours later, I was still there.

I had a few things I had meant to do later in the day.  I had meant to get up and eat lunch and then get on with my day.

But sometimes you just need a minute.

I’m curious if a stack of books and a cup of tea is heavenly to anyone else the way it is to me?

If it is, I would love to offer you a cup of tea.