Everyone around here has a routine at night. We might sit on the sofa and watch television and the critters gather around. The cats will alternate, sitting on Mom’s lap and the dogs will alternate lying on the sofa next to her. I often sit on the floor. Sometimes the Budster likes to play growly hands. We pet him playfully with him gently grabbing our hands or arm in his mouth and his tail wags like crazy. Such fun! The Duchess doesn’t play growly hands. She is more of a lover girl and likes gentle pets. Lately, the Budster has been less playful and more lovey dovey. He just wants hugs and gentle pets and he gets plenty of those. We are grateful for his sensitive side because of late, neither me nor momma is up to frivolities. We’re both fighting this persistent bug and when we finally sit down, we’re down for the count. Outside is another story. The Buster perks up when we go out in this icky weather. Coat? Check. Boots? Check. Leash on the Budster? Check. Open the door and it’s PERKY TIME! The minute we get back inside, he’s bouncy bouncy BARK BARK for a minute and then he’s back to his calm, gentle self.

I remember when our kids were young they were like that. Quiet one minute, loud and boistrous the next and then quiet again. They’d get these spurts of energy and we’d get tired just watching them. Later, they were splattered all over the floor in front of the television and you wouldn’t be able to get them to move if the house was on fire. Kids don’t know how to pace themselves.

Me and the Missus don’t get the spurts much anymore. I guess age does that to us and we’re fine with that. Sometimes I’ll look over at her and say, “Hey girl, want to take a walk on the wild side?” She’ll growl and say “Leave me alone,” and I’ll laugh. We don’t even like watching action movies although there might be a rowdy scene periodically in one of her British mysteries. I have walked the yard twice with the dogs in the last hour and walked to the kitchen for a cup of tea. I’m caught up on my spurts quota for a while.

We don’t miss the days when we were young and (hyper)active. We have some friends who can’t seem to sit still and we don’t understand. They are always going someplace. They go shopping, they go to the movies, they go on vacation after vacation. They go go go and we wonder why they are so unhappy. Some of them live in the country and behave like they live in a singles apartment in the city. Go go go! We live where a lot of folks would like to vacation. We are surrounded by God’s creation, unadulterated by the lights and noise of society. Go go go! I don’t think so. Stay home and relax.

Psalm 23
1 {A Psalm of David.} The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

It might be okay to have a spurt now and then but God makes us to lie down in green pastures and leads us beside the still waters. I can’t find a scripture that says He leads us to go go go. Can you?

“Slow down, you move too fast. Ya got to make the morning last…”

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Joyce Ellis is the CEO and Caretaker of WarmFuzzy's Animal Shelter & Sanctuary. She was born with the vision, the Energizer Bunny who keeps going and going. She is Fuzzy1 of all WarmFuzzy's.

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