the weather turned beautiful at the last minute today.
i sat on the swing half-an-hour before sunset,
and could not bring myself to go back in until it was nearly dark.
the breeze, the sun peaking through the tree branches…
usually i sing when i’m outside,
and when words are not enough, music let’s my heart speak.
but some moments, like this evening,
even music is not enough.
i sat “drinking in” the beauty around me,
and realized that not one song that came to mind
could fully express the mixture of worship and nostalgia i was feeling.
so i sat silent, which is perhaps a good change for me.
and after a while i sang fun and silly songs to my little sister and she ran around me “making her own fun.”
and the night was perfect.
i wish there was a way to hold on to moments like that.
but then, if i always had them, would i appreciate them as much?
nothing creates an appreciation for anything like the lack of it once in a while.
if i lived in a sunset, would i be gloriously and constantly happy?
or would i tire of it and wish for something better as i do so often now?
even the feeling of longing is a beautiful thing.
i might have to remind myself,
but i no longer fear that there will never be another day like this,
because each day brings it’s own miracles;
because i know there will be other beautiful spring evenings;
because i’ve seen that God can send even better ones,
and He very often does.
i am content.
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PennyDaisy 
I took in some outside today too. It was good.
Did you take that Tabletalk mag., and are you going to post it or shall I?
I was in my office all day today, you lucky thing.
BTW, if you lived in a sunset, you’d probly roast like tissue paper. Gloriously. Beautifully. And very quickly. 🙂
He is soo mean!!!
I think there were two ideas that bothered me about what the Pastor said. One was the experience I had working at Precept. I worked in a room with 1 guy and 20 women, for much of that time as one of their bosses. I never really felt like I had the love or compassion I should have for them, you know? Yet I knew four or five non work related things about each of them. Things they struggled with, good things, just where they were in life. Our boss didn’t know any of it, yet most people would consider her a much higher quality person than me. I just thought, no better at the Christian life and love than I am, and I know these things, how shallow does a relationship have to be to not really know things about them personally, so I applied that logic to the pastor and his statements.The other thing was that I was really struggling with the faith when I heard him say that and I was thinking, “God says the very hairs on my head are numbered, yet you sound like people are just numbers on a toteboard”…you know, 1234 professions of faith this year and counting…it felt like God didn’t really care about my day to day life as it was and here was this guy, if you took it that way, almost confirming it…There is a fresh new post now. But it is pretty random. So it may require random commentary.
You should make a post out of your comment on my post. 🙂 I appreciate so much what you were saying. I have to warn you, though, posting on a subject you haven’t personally experienced yet opens you up to lots of criticism simply because you haven’t been there… there will always be those who say you can’t know. But I disagree (on certain aspects) of that statement. Truth is truth and knowledge is knowledge and experential knowledge is not the only way to gain knowledge. Hmmmm… I’m ranting again. I might have to make a post out of THIS. 🙂
Regarding being startling :0)…You know, the Bible says that a man should stay quite literally, intoxicated with the love of the wife of his youth. Have you ever thought about that? As a woman, you are supposed to have the effect on the right guy like he has had too much of a fine wine…Sometimes I forget that it is a God-ordained thing that I feel that way…you know, that I am supposed to.
I like to get out in nature quite a bit and experience all the beuaty God has created. There is a place I really love to go called Cloudland Canyon where you can look off the cliffs down into this vista and it is just stunning. Takes your breath away. But I can honestly say, it pales in comparison to the beauty of a woman…like the way a man pales in comparison standing next to a redwood tree…or the way Rhode Island compares to the vastness of Texas…