We take our time on earth for granted. We wake up each morning and go through our routines as though today will be like all the rest. We plan where we will go and what we will do and what we will eat and watch and even say. Yet each day is unique and precious and should be considered a gift. After all there were over six thousand people in America who may have wasted yesterday, and it was their last…
My day has begun like no other day this week. There is a heavy fog on the pond. Buddy is sitting on the side steps enjoying the sunrise. A bird is singing from the top of the chimney. The woodpecker is having some breakfast. And I am experiencing something we seldom have in May…stillness. There is no wind this morning! The heavy grass, wet with dew sits silently waiting for the warmth of the sun to dry it.
So…we will see what blessings the day brings. This is the day that the Lord hath made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Not to spoil it for you, but the wind is coming. We couldn't play outside today because it was 70's and crazy windy.
(Well, the big kids played at a neighbor's house outside, but I wasn't about to take Noah or myself out.)
Posted by: Megan | May 27, 2010 at 10:26 PM