Friday, January 4, 2013

a glimpse of the morning

There is sometimes a sacredness that comes in the morning.  The warm shower inside while the snow and wind blow on the pine tree outside.

Janneke's hand reaches out to the warm water and moves back and forth, in and out of the spray.

Joy comes in the morning - and in a fuzzy towel.

Makes me think of the song my mom would sometimes sing:

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
His mercies never come to an end.
They are new every morning, new every morning,
Great is your faithfulness, O Lord, great is your faithfulness.

And in this morning, big sister Sophia alternates between big hugs to Rachel and Janneke (she often insists on giving three hugs to each kid before doing her chores) and cartwheels to R and J's newest favourite cd, Kids World Party by Putumayo Kids.

Music really does speak to the soul, stirring -convincing- the spirit to move forward.

Peace to your home,

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love to look out at winter, while I do the morning dishes, while I read with two warm dogs cuddled up beside me. The snowier and blowier it looks outside, the more secure I feel in my home. :) In my kitchen is a little blue and white teapot which didn't pour at all well and now grows a piece of our family philodendron, Phyl, cuttings of "whom" are passed around among family members and grown in memory of my parents and aunt, the original Phyl growers. On the teapot it says "This is the day which the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it." Each morning I repeat that verse from the psalm as I look out my window at the beautiful world we've been given. Happy mornings to you, from me,