Early Morning Opportunities
This morning, I awoke with a feeling of joy at what possibilities the day would bring. Little seeds of happiness began to unfurl within me as I realized that this day had no expectations placed upon it yet.
I love a summer day that begins early and bright with no plans or obligations, no hustle and bustle, no demands to hurry at break-neck speed toward a nebulous goal. I love the peace of a morning that begins soon after sunrise when the children are still abed, the birds are chirping amid gently blowing leaves, and there is nothing that calls but a puttering trip to see how much the garden has grown in the night.
This morning, I rejoiced in the opportunity to savor each moment…
to hover lovingly over my growing herbs,
to see how many raspberries had deepened to red while we were away at church yesterday,
to smile at that first ripe cherry tomato of the season that I will leave for chubby two-year old fingers to pluck from the vine,
to thump off the Japanese beetles from the blueberry bushes that I am reluctant to spray because little hands are ever ready to harvest them straight into an expectant mouth,
to gently pick off the few yellowing leaves from healthy tomato plants adorned with yellow blooms,
to wrap delicate tendrils of each climbing cucumber vine around a rung on the fence,
to peek at the figs growing under the shade of giant, bushy leaves,
to stand in the early morning shade of the sugar maple trees and feel my hair blow in the balmy breeze before the day turns hot,
to pray in thankfulness over a cup of warm coffee and two slices of buttered toast…
Oh, what a day this will be…
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.