Once Upon a Time
Once upon a time…..there was a woman, mature in years but strong in body and fair of heart.
She lived nestled in a cozy cottage with a view of an expanse of green, with great tall trees and the sound of laughing children.
Each day upon arising, she brewed a dark and strong elixir, magic in it’s power to give her strength and power for her day. Without this elixir, her morning was thick with fog and her body slow to move.
She especially loved waking on the first day of the week as her love, himself mature in years and strong of body, would brew this elixir for her and bring it to her bedchamber.
There they would speak of adventures ahead, some great and some small.
Though this may seem but a small gesture to those reading of this, it was, in fact, a great and noble gesture touching the woman’s heart beyond words.
“…. seeing our Father in everything makes life one long thanksgiving and gives a rest of heart, and, more than that, a gayety of spirit, that is unspeakable.”
Hannah Whitall Smith
Jesus’s word from John 10:10
….”I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.”
Some gifts are harder to see.
Harder to find.
Hidden from view.
Perhaps that makes them all the more precious.
Sometimes in order to see the gifts all around me,
I need new eyes.
A different perspective-
Coming at life backwards-
Seeing from a different angle.
Getting up at 5:45? Ouch!
But so worth it to see such a
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
No matter the darkness,
no matter the tangles of life-
His face shines down upon me
I love the color blue. I love blue skies.
All you have to do is look up and see such glorious color! How wonderful is that?
But that is the trick, is it not?
Looking up, taking the time to lookup and to see.