May. 19, 2009 - ~Sheer - White, Exhaling Curtains
The sheer white curtains fill up with the cool air of the morning and lift to the ceiling of our dining room. Then they fall......slowly back down towards the window as if taking a deep breath and exhaling again. I attempt to drink my coffee but my arms are full now. Full up with an 8 year old boy who has just awaken from his slumber.
A few hugs, kisses, and another yummy squeeze. I love being a mother......
Sometimes life is hard. There is busyness and there is travail. None are immune, though there are times of peace and comfort that help fill in the gaps with a balance we all need.
Maybe this is why I love the early morning. It's so very peaceful and not at all 'sharp'. From the weather to the colors....always soft and soothing. This morning there are no pinks in the sky. It is a dull sort of gray. The rain has brought these dreary sort of colors, but it's not dreary at all! It's soothing.....peaceful.....comforting.
We've been inside for a few days now. Reading books. Playing a new board game. Taking photos. Oh the children love taking photos! And they love to color!
When they color their colors are sharp. They are always vibrant! One child uses a bright blue and distinguishes the lines with a blazing orange. To a child everything is bright. Everything is exciting and 100 miles an hour. I must provide those dull sweet moments for them. Much like my heavenly Father has provided for me this morning. And there they go again......sheer - white, exhaling, curtains....... the joys of the morning are from my Father.
...in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
Psalm 11:3(b)
A few hugs, kisses, and another yummy squeeze. I love being a mother......
Sometimes life is hard. There is busyness and there is travail. None are immune, though there are times of peace and comfort that help fill in the gaps with a balance we all need.
Maybe this is why I love the early morning. It's so very peaceful and not at all 'sharp'. From the weather to the colors....always soft and soothing. This morning there are no pinks in the sky. It is a dull sort of gray. The rain has brought these dreary sort of colors, but it's not dreary at all! It's soothing.....peaceful.....comforting.
We've been inside for a few days now. Reading books. Playing a new board game. Taking photos. Oh the children love taking photos! And they love to color!
When they color their colors are sharp. They are always vibrant! One child uses a bright blue and distinguishes the lines with a blazing orange. To a child everything is bright. Everything is exciting and 100 miles an hour. I must provide those dull sweet moments for them. Much like my heavenly Father has provided for me this morning. And there they go again......sheer - white, exhaling, curtains....... the joys of the morning are from my Father.
...in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
Psalm 11:3(b)
