|photo by Kim Andrist|
Gentle, pink edged sky,
Foggy presence lingering,
A lone goose flying—calling out
Like an emergency vehicle warning
Everything saturated with the morning mist,
The smell of burning wood,
And a puppy who just wanted to be
Thank you, Jack.
When my kids were babies, there were some nights that were so difficult and sleepless that when morning came I would run to the back door to escape into the sunrise just for a moment. I’d breathe in the cool air and stand watching the promise of a new day rise above the horizon. Something about the freshness of morning gave me the strength to go back inside and do another mommy day of diapers, temper-trantrums, bubbles, and swings, laundry, and cooking again.
I sleep much better these days, but I still desperately need the morning air to fill my lungs before I do my day. Having a pupppy who needs to go outside every morning has reminded me of this blessing. I need coffee, but I think I need the beauty of morning even more.
What do you need every day?
Praise God in His sanctuary; praise Him in His mighty heavens. Praise Him for His acts of power; praise Him for His surpassing greatness. ~Psalm 150:1-2