still : beauty

silence fills the weary spaces of my being

stillness is like raindrops on this parched soul

slowly I unfold

open up

the Son's warm rays ignite

I am me

in his warmth I am me

I am still

and beauty surrounds

Amazing husband and father has taken our four wild and precious children camping for the weekend so I have had this usually bustling and busting home all to myself. No noise, no messes, no food to prepare....just the beautiful sounds of silence. My heart is bursting with gratitude.

Of course I can't wait to see them in a few hours. They will burst out of the car fighting and pushing to get in the door first, all hold me at once, talk at once telling of all the things that daddy did with them that perhaps would be better if I didn't know.