Sitting inside this evening, nothing but the screen door between me and the outside warm Spring breeze. I want to let go of all the ugliness that churns inside me. And sometimes all it takes to remind me of beauty, calm and kindness is to look out my ken window at the flowering tree who comes to life every Spring. She speaks the language of new beginnings. And tomorrow is new. And God has given me the grace to begin again.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
At Peace
Sitting inside this evening, nothing but the screen door between me and the outside warm Spring breeze. I want to let go of all the ugliness that churns inside me. And sometimes all it takes to remind me of beauty, calm and kindness is to look out my ken window at the flowering tree who comes to life every Spring. She speaks the language of new beginnings. And tomorrow is new. And God has given me the grace to begin again.
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