Early morning slips in on silent feet. It moves through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Within the branches of a blue spruce, something stirs. A bird, perhaps? Darkness is slow to leave; the day is loathe to begin. At last, gathering the shadows around it like a cloak, the dawn glides away, yielding to the rising of […]
Mar 11, 2018
Waiting for the Morning
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“My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning” (Psalm 130:6). Something about mornings brings hope. I believe it is related to a life force within us that rises, like the mercury in a thermometer, with each new day. As I read that verse from Psalm 130, I can imagine a […]
Oct 31, 2017
Tidying Up the End of a Month
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The coffee pot chuffs and chuckles as it finishes brewing those energizing cups of Folgers. I push my mug under the spout and relish the aroma. Hot, black and satisfying, it marks the start of a brand new day. I carry my warm mug back to the computer, set it on the desk, and think […]
Jun 27, 2017
Tuesday Morning Coming Down
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The porch swing was a good place to sit this morning. A bit chilly, but nice. Sunlight poked golden fingers through the tangled leaves of the trees. In the distance, a dove called. The robins were silent, too busy to do much chirping. The squirrels, never too busy for a wild romp, chased each other […]
May 24, 2013
Endings and Beginnings
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“Oh, better than the minting of a gold-crowned king Is the safe-kept memory of a lovely thing.” —Sara Teasdale Spring is here. One season has ended and a new one is underway. I guess before there can be any kind of a […]
