Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
I awoke one morning before the dawn, wide awake, and thinking about so many things at once. Before long, I had a litany of cares to bring before God. And, all before sunrise! I love the early morning time before the whole world awakes. It is a time of prayer and settling the order of
There isn't any snow yet, but if snowflakes were to fall could they all be wishes, drifting, floating, swirling, like heavenly dreams come true? Could a New Year begin, a place to make fresh tracks in the snow, a song within our hearts gently stirring? Can we start a love story, with prayers ever on
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
In the early morning hours when I awake, Jesus, be my breath; may I inhale the love you offer anew each day. The lavender sky opens, revealing your awesome creation of sky and earth; I exhale the fears I hold in my heart. I hear the sweet sound of birdsong; I remember that you call
It is easy enough to become overwhelmed in life, unless we follow a simple rule; we have to take it one day at a time. If we worry too far ahead about a situation, we defeat ourselves. Worry never really fixes anything, and it robs us of the joy each day holds. Somehow, if we