It finally stopped raining...
The ground was still soggy and we sunk deep into the earth with every step we took...
But it was worth it!
About two weeks ago, I found this incredible location,
and I've been wanting to dip my toes in and go test the waters.
But I kept coming up with reasons not to get out and go...
School, rain, house chores... the list goes on and on.
Excuse after excuse.
I woke up early this morning, had a few cups of coffee, had my quiet time,
and looked out the vertical blinds through the glass of my calm and peaceful, living room.
I saw a light, dense fog floating in the air...
the soft light radiating through the clouds...
as it was piercing between the branches of the swaying trees
and I knew I just had to get out and shoot.
Ah... I love mornings like this one.
However, sometimes (more than I would like) my mornings start like this:
I awaken, heart ready for the early, quiet, and calm morning.
Suddenly, just as I sit down on the sofa
with my favorite "blankie" and my first cup of coffee,
I hear the pitter patter of those sweet little feet
coming down the hardwood floors of the long hallway...
I cringe at the thought of trying to find a new "quiet time" for the day.
I know the importance of having just a few moments alone,
to talk to the Lord about the day, and prepare myself in prayer.
With great joy and open arms, I savor these mornings of silence
and seek to receive this much needed time of balance and serenity.
"...Oh God, Thou art my God; early will I seek Thee, my soul thirsteth for Thee...
Because Thy loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise Thee..."