Hi everyone,
Just my thoughts as I began my day...
In the stillness before
the dawn, the world sounds like a symphony. The crickets are the strings. Far
off the rooster cries, like a horn, to add drama to the piece. The slow, steady
conversation between the frogs in the freshly filled creek makes you wish you
could understand what they were saying. Stars dot the sky, like white lights on
a Christmas tree in a home filled with stillness before Christmas morning
awakes. In the distance there is a hum on the highway as tires take people to
their early morning jobs. Jobs that must be essential these days. I stop and
pray for their journey. Pray for their day. Pray for their families. Because
life can change so much in a day, in an hour, in a minute...
Even
my coffee tastes better this morning. As I switch on my string of Edison lights
I couldn’t help but smile. It’s not that my coffee is different, maybe the
light bulb has just come on in my own life, enlightening my senses even more to
life around me. Maybe sheltering at home has allowed me to get some much needed
rest, even in the midst of working. Maybe being alone with my thoughts in the
quiet of my prayers, has allowed Him to whisper truth into my ears that I can
feel in my soul.
To
truly lean into the words that swirl around my creative brain, maybe I needed
the stillness of this moment in time to bring them to light on the canvas of my
computer screen. As I help my character find her way through life, maybe I too
am finding my way. Maybe it’s okay to be a late bloomer after all, because in
blooming late we have had time for life to fertilize our little parts of the
world around us and feed into our souls....so when the light bulb turns on, and
the world can see the bouquet of beauty we have become, then the beauty of God
will also shine through, allowing the song of our testimony to be the symphony
in someone else’s life...in the stillness of an early morning.
XO,
Jen
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