Friday, June 22, 2012
It is very early on a summer morning and I am sitting on the cushioned, wicker settee, my hands holding the first big mug of hot coffee. Quiet and stillness are everywhere.
I think of my neighbors who are probably still asleep. I think of each of them and what is on their hearts as they wake up. What is their story and their set of circumstances that they face today? I whisper a prayer for each of them. I pray for my family and friends, the situations that some of them are facing, the known hurtles and the unknown hurtles that will be in their today.
It is the best part of the day in my book. Me, my coffee, the stillness, and time to talk with God.
The birds are starting to wake up too. Soon it feels like I am being seranaded with a chorus of birds singing, and I know it is time to get busy with all that is ahead.
It's been a full and somewhat trying week. Thank you, God, for the stillness of the morning and the quiet moments on my porch, before facing another day. It is a refreshing way to begin my day.
How about you? Do you prefer mornings or late evenings on your porch?