Often during my lunch break I sit out in my car and read; freeing my head from the daily stresses that come to us all.
Today I finished my book so wrote a letter to my sister whose birthday is tomorrow. As I sat there with the windows rolled down, I looked and listened to everything around me: The playground beyond the fence where children's laughter echoes, beautiful, feathery clouds of early autumn, shiny buses lined up in pumpkin orange, and trees reveling in the crisp coolness. Everyday, commonplace things, yet beauty in the eye of this beholder.
Birds were chattering somewhere above me and the church bells began playing, "It is Well With My Soul", one of my favorite hymns.
Nothing extraordinary, nothing spectacular. Still, the peace and contentment of the moment filled me with its gentleness.
A touch of reality, a hug of simplicity. All is right with the world....and well with my soul.