For the first time in weeks I find a moment to sit and savor the quiet of an early summer morning. It's peaceful. The low harmonic tones of the wind chimes whisper softly in the breeze.
A bird sits chirping in the branches of the maple tree. I look for movement but it is deeply hidden in the green leaves. Perhaps it's talking to its mate or perhaps it's just giving its own thanks for a beautiful day.
The sun sparkles on the ripples of the lake in the distance. The clouds form a swirling backdrop to the mountain peak. The trees have grown up over the years, and we don't see the mountains or lake as well as we used to, but the knowledge of their presence is still with us.
What joy to be able to embrace the stillness of a summer morning, to reflect on God's love and blessings from the past few weeks and to hold close to my heart his graciousness towards me.
Eucharisteo.