silence fills the weary spaces of my being
stillness is like raindrops on this parched soul
slowly I unfold
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.