Give ear to my words, O LORD, consider my meditation.
Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.
My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O LORD; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up.
I have always loved the morning. Morning is a time for coffee, thinking, quiet, peacefulness, reading, prayer… and an endless array of possibilities. Morning in the Ozarks is a little piece of heaven.
Living in the hollow is much different than living on the top. For one thing, it’s cooler in both Summer and Winter. The cold air sinks to the bottom. Many of the people driving by during the summer who have stopped to say, “Howdy,” have commented on how much cooler it is by our place, compared to other places on the road. ‘Sunset’ and ‘Sunrise’ come much earlier and later, respectively, in the hollow compared to the top of the hill.
My favorite time of the morning is just after the sun crests the hill and beams it’s rays into the hollow and through the trees, dappling light all over the ground.
A couple of weeks ago, Mrs. Homesteader was telling me how beautiful it has been driving to work. She lives on the top.She described all of the colors in the sky, but also mentioned that the fog has been settling in between the hills, with the tops of the hills rising above it, and how beautiful it has been.
There have been quite a few foggy days, lately. Incidentally, she also told me about an old wives tale that says that as many foggy mornings you have, if you count them, that’s how many snowy days you will have in the winter. She said she is counting them, and if that old wives tale is right, we are in for a LOT of snow this winter!
On that particular day she was talking about, I had been struck by the beauty of the morning–my version–looking up from the ‘bottom’. I took some pictures that morning, and I thought I would share them with you.
May you, too, be struck by the beauty of your morning. If it’s not immediately seen, look for it! It’s there, I promise! It’s the freckles on your loved one’s nose. It’s a flower growing through a crack in the cement. It’s the sunlight shining through the kitchen window onto the bubbles in your kitchen sink. It’s that one brightly orange leaf in a sea of green. It’s in that perfectly flipped fried egg with the brightly orange yolk, and the scent of bacon frying. It’s that butterfly kiss that your husband pressed on your head as he reached for the coffee pot this morning.
May God bless you all with the ability to see all of the beauty and blessings you are surrounded with today! If you look for the beauty in today, I guarantee you’ll find it!