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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Windy Winter Afternoon
Why, do you suppose, is it that on a bleak-day-turned-sunny, we would be melancholy?
Is it the constant blowing of the wind, making us want to sit close with someone we love, to feel close and needed, but our not being able to? Is it the restlessness of the wind, which races here from someplace else and yet, entirely discontent with staying, rushes past without even acknowledging the place?
The wind makes me think of faraway places and faraway times, things unreachable and untouchable as I sit in the window's late afternoon sun. The sun is cheery but also far away, and the strength of the wind makes it seem almost watery, dilute.
The windows need to be cleaned, and on them I can see the shadows of anxious branches, clearly disturbed by the wind. The chimes noise their concern too, and I imagine that they're clinging to each other, the branches and chimes. They must be cold.
When the wind has gone for a few moments, the tension eases a bit and everything, including my heart, waits still.
Is it the constant blowing of the wind, making us want to sit close with someone we love, to feel close and needed, but our not being able to? Is it the restlessness of the wind, which races here from someplace else and yet, entirely discontent with staying, rushes past without even acknowledging the place?
The wind makes me think of faraway places and faraway times, things unreachable and untouchable as I sit in the window's late afternoon sun. The sun is cheery but also far away, and the strength of the wind makes it seem almost watery, dilute.
The windows need to be cleaned, and on them I can see the shadows of anxious branches, clearly disturbed by the wind. The chimes noise their concern too, and I imagine that they're clinging to each other, the branches and chimes. They must be cold.
When the wind has gone for a few moments, the tension eases a bit and everything, including my heart, waits still.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Thank You
Thank You God, for clearer thoughts, for calmer hearts, for sunny days and more minutes of light every day. Thank You for friendship and laughter to space out the tears and dilute pain. Thank You for Your Word, which is alive and the more it grows in our hearts, the more it shines light and feeds our hungry souls.
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