The sun was just peeking over the bluffs this morning as I drove home from taking my daughter to play practice. Though I am more of a night owl, there is something exquisite about this time of day.The morning is presented to us as a blank canvas; fresh, new, without mistakes...and awaiting the magnificence of color we add throughout our day. It really is a gift and a constant reminder that God hasn't given up on our ability to make something of it.
I passed by the ordinary landmarks I see every day: windmills, ponds, and pastures dotted with Black Angus, and it is as if I'm seeing it all for the first time.
I think of the world rushing by and am thankful that today I c
an be home to watch over my son. He is fighting off pneumonia and though he is 14 and feeling much better now, I am more comfortable being here to see that he rests and make him soup and hot tea.Tomorrow the dawn will pass as I ready myself for the day ahead, and when we pull out of the driveway, the sun will be well on its way. So for now I will savor the moment; this peaceful and beautiful entrance.....and be thankful for another shot at it all.
7 comments:
Hoping your son is better SOON!!!
That's scary stuff; we always wish it was us instead of them...
Thinking of you!
alan
Hope you son feels better soon!
You're so right, each new day is a gift of a blank canvas and we are allowed to paint our own picture every day. I hope the picture I create is pleasing to the Lord!
Had pneumonia last year. feels like a truck runs over ya then backs up and hits ya again! Hope he feels better soon.
Love your photos too!
I had it in 7th grade...
Hate your photos.
:-)
Lovely pictures, just before the sun peeks out over the horizon. Such a great time of day. Your words always inspire.
Hope that son is feeling better.
...a blank canvas. I like that word picture, Lori.
Your second photo really caught my eye - the windmill on the hill. Nice.
I enjoy your writing and photography, it is so great to see you create again to share for your heart and family.
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