My New Treehouse...my blogspot.

Winter has forced me indoors, but my childlike spirit is looking for somewhere to imagine and dream. Somewhere to pray, talk to myself, reflect, and renew. Instead of being outdoors, I must find an indoor place to climb and hide. Laptop on my lap, lounging infront of the big bay window, warm sunrays pouring in, my oldest son playing at my feet, time stands still like it did when I was young. God doesn't "still" time, He stills me. "Be still and know that I am God." And with this command from my Heavenly Father, I find peace in the moment and renewal for my soul. Just like when I was young, He would speak to me in the quiet moments of childhood play, in the privacy of the treehouse.