Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
Yesterday, I looked out my kitchen window, and there in all of its glory, was a stunning red cardinal. Against the backdrop of brown leaves and barren tree limbs, he stood out in bold perfection. I wandered outdoors and discovered that more of my daffodils were in full bloom. We expect freezing rain this coming
Dare we dream in September beneath the bluest skies of better days to come? The leaves give way to the most enchanting hues that mirror the sun above. We see our own reflection, captured in those leaves of autumnal gold. We know the finery belongs to God, the soft September wind, a calling. The light
There are few sounds I love more than to hear the birds singing outside my window. It always beckons me to come outdoors, to see the world anew. It lifts my spirits on even the darkest and dreariest days. There is music when the birds sing! It is music enough to fill the world with
This past weekend, I found some beautiful 'blues' to celebrate; carpets of blue wildflowers covered nearby fields, and the bluest rivers of water, sparkled in the sun. What is it about blue flowers that seems so magical? I only know that they entice my heart in the most captivating way. And why is it that
God has blessed us with our daily work, which changes throughout our lives; it is not only our professional work, but the work of our hands and hearts in countless ways. It is said that the work of a child is play, because that is how they learn about the world. Perhaps, in adulthood, we
There is something beautiful about an aging soul; it knows to embrace the universe with open arms. It is like a mighty Oak that has seen many tired winters; still, it remembers a first snow. The reaching arms have borne the weight of many storms; they have endured the heartbreak of broken branches. Those arms
Summer has always been my favorite season, and roses, my favorite flower. It is hard to choose a favorite flower because there are so many beautiful varieties to select from. Roses seem to usher in the summer season with their unmistakable bliss; the scent of a rose in the fresh morning air is incredible, and
I have begun the spring cleaning of the house and yard; each and every daffodil inspires me to keep going, like a cheery reminder that spring is upon us. In this year, 2021, it is a season for a 'springtime' of the heart. It has been a very long winter! At last, the coming of
The year 2020, has certainly been a difficult one in so many ways; now, the holidays have arrived, and before long, we will embark on a new year altogether. As I think about the upcoming season, I am reminded of the old English rhyme which names the things a bride should wear and carry, on
We cannot change the world, but we can adjust our view of the world; we can infuse the world with a message of hope, one person at a time. Our encounter with others can ultimately make a profound difference. The way we see things, changes things. The way we communicate with others, affects how they