I awake to see
gray outside my windows.
Swirling clouds floating,
hanging,
embracing the warm house.
Pulling on leggings and tee,
bending to tie on running shoes,
shrugging into a bright pink jacket,
I peek a nose out the door to test the temperature.
No need for earmuffs nor mittens.
I set off down the road in the blanket of mist,
my breath creating small puffs of white.
My hair quickly becomes damp with the morning fog
as I watch the swirling, paleness rise and tremble at the tree tops,
catching and weaving itself throughout the branches.
My ears alert for cars emerging from the thick fog,
but none are out this morning.
Deer stand, shrouded in the stillness of the woods;
ghostlike figures watching me pass by.
I am seemingly alone in this quiet, muffled world ~
yet I know I am not.
The only sounds are the slapping of my shoes on the wet pavement,
my breathing strong and steady,
and God's reassuring voice in my heart.
Peace.
Quiet.
Serenity.
God's beauty.
Woods awaiting the first cold snap of December's snow.
A landscape that will be changing in coming weeks.
My shoes will soon leave imprints in icy, white snow
and my eyelashes will be dusted with frost.
"When words become unclear,
I shall focus with photographs.
When images become inadequate,
I shall be content with silence."
{Ansel Adams}
I savor the mildness and serenity of this late autumn morning.
I feel it,
wrap it around me,
and sink into it.
Enjoy stillness and quiet.
Appreciate His created beauty.
There is loveliness all around.
Choose to see it, hear it, feel it, smell it, taste it.
Open your eyes to wonder...
Appreciate His created beauty.
There is loveliness all around.
Choose to see it, hear it, feel it, smell it, taste it.
Open your eyes to wonder...
{High Desert Home blog}
Many minutes pass.
Feet pounding out miles.
My eyes lock on the big, white farmhouse at the top of the bend in the road.
"Home",
my heart whispers.
Fog lies around it.
The rising sun reaches warm fingers through the air to earth,
Wet diamonds dangle from pines.
The fading fog slowly reveals a pale blue sky...
and an awakening earth
singing with God's glory.
I speak to you continually. My nature is to communicate though not always in words. I speak in the faces and voices of loved ones. I caress you with a gentle breeze that refreshes and delights you. I speak softly in the depths of your spirit, where I have taken up residence. You can find me in each moment, when you have eyes that see and ears that hear. Ask My Spirit to sharpen your spiritual eyesight and hearing. I rejoice each time you discover My Presence.
{Break for Mom blog}
A run.
A devotion.
A meditation.
A communion.
A discovery of His Presence.
~ Blessings ~
PS Still having problems with my email program, which will hopefully be remedied on Monday morning. Please forgive me if I don't reply to your treasured comments right away. I will be reading each one and cherishing them, though! xo
