Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassion never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord. Lamentations 3:22-26
The first flakes fall gently. As I breathe deep, the chill in the air revives my soul. From deep in the center of my chest I feel the fresh crispness of the winter air fill my lungs. I exhale, and, peer thru my own breath toward the horizon. The sun rises on a new day, its bright beams skittering across the snow in golden glimmers. I stand in reverent silence.
It is quiet. The rest of the wold slumbers. It is still.
Standing here, I feel the cold seep though my gloves, and my jeans. Reminding me, I’m alive! The sun continues to rise as I stand watching. I feel a sense of awe and privilege being present at the birth of a new day.
The quiet calls to me, gently focusing my attention to greatness. I breathe deep, quiet surrounding me, encompassing me, causing my shoulders to loosen, my jaw to relax, and my cares to soften and melt like ice cream on a hot summer day. I breathe in, even deeper this time, filling my lungs with the frosty freshness of the morning.
Thank you Lord! Thank you for the brisk air I breathe in. Thank you for the golden glimmer of dawn as it sweeps across the sky, washing the lull of night away. Thank you for the brilliance of the snow, a radiant white, bright and clean. Vivid reminders of your love for us.
You fill us with your breath, the breath of life. You shine your glorious light on us revealing our sin, and exposing our hidden motives, our very heart. Forgiveness envelopes us like the warmth of breathe on a cold day.
As I take another breath, I no longer feel the cold. The warmth of your presence and peace fill me. I know as I stand in the midst of a new day, that You, oh Lord, are here. Causing me to pause, to listen to the stillness, the quiet, and, let the warmth of your love fill me.
I begin to notice the world waking. A dog barking, a car passing, the branches dancing. The quiet called me, I took pause and listened, drawing closer to You, oh, Lord.
In retrospect, the morning set the tone for the day. Calm, and filled with peace and joy.
He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” Psalm 46:10
Count It All Joy,