We rolled in from the Outer Banks of Duck, North Carolina about midnight last night; exhausted from a week of fun in the sun, and good times with friends. At the time I didn’t know it would be when God would speak to me, and that it feels a little crazy saying it.
I have to admit, I have a hard time unplugging. I made sure this last week was on auto-post and I brought all of my shop things and notebooks so I could sneak in some “relaxing” work time.
Even when we got there and the beautiful ocean was in front of us, I kept thinking about everything I needed to do for Fall.
But, I seemed totally stalled on ideas.
I prayed a few times for the Lord to give my clarity and focus, and felt a little put out that I wasn’t getting any kind of answer.
And that it was frustratingly silent.
For most of the week, even though I was having a wonderful time with my family, I had a secret angst of not feeling the inspiration I was expecting to feel.
We went to bed pretty late every night so we got up as late as the kids would let us in the morning. Thursday morning however, I woke up wide awake at 4:30 am. I couldn’t fall back to sleep even though I had just drifted off about 12:30 am. I got up and sat on the ipad for about 20 minutes when I felt this impression of how stupid I was being to be 50 feet from the ocean and not enjoying it.
I went outside just before the sun rose and the sky had a light fogy haze in the Outer Banks, I sat on a towel on the almost empty beach and started to have a little conversation with the big guy about how frustrated I felt, and then I heard it loud and clear in my head.
I am pretty sure He wanted to add “YOU IDIOT” after it, but I suddenly knew. I wasn’t supposed to be there to get “focus and clarity”. I was supposed to be there to unplug and rest and prepare for the things ahead.
So I did just that, now that it was painfully obvious. I sat and watched the sunrise on the beach for over an hour, just watching the day quietly unfold, and felt recharged and inspired.
It was like waking up from a long deep sleep, and suddenly I knew I didn’t hear anything because I wasn’t supposed to. I didn’t get the answer I wanted, but got the answer I needed in the Outer Banks of North Carolina.