The breeze is warm, windblown hair sweeps across my face. White billowy clouds fill the sky. Baby clutched in hand, I sit and watch 2 little boys roam through grass and bushes in eager anticipation to "clip" all of the weeds. I sit back and breathe. I breathe deep. All is quiet around me except the sound of trees being gently tossed in the wind. The boys are quiet and intent, keenly pursuing weeds that do not belong.
I am here. I am present. This is what life is all about. Being still and ever present in a world where pressures mound, chaos lurks, and tempers wait to erupt.
I breathe deeply, pondering the simplicity of these moments. I sit, marveling at the transparency of God's artistic hand. I am consumed in my introspection when I hear "mamma"!....I look up and answer "Whats up buddy"?.........I love you. I am impelled to pursue a life of simplicity amidst a world of hurried to do's.
The white billowy clouds turn gray. As our day draws to an end, we gather around a window and watch the storm clouds sweep across the sky. The rain pours. We watch in amazement as a spring thunderstorm unfolds.
I reflect on the week past and the week to come. I have been stripped of "all that matters". I have experienced freedom in simplicity. As I brave the storm that lies ahead....I will remember to breathe the oxygen of these simple moments.
Be still and know that I am God.