I'm sitting in my quiet, wood-stove warmed living room this morning; in my snuggly new flannel pj's, with the sun streaming through all of the windows, and the earth outside blanketed with a coat of freshly fallen snow. The trees are all clothed in fresh, pure, ivory splendor, and as I look around, I feel like that this is a frozen moment in time. Does it get any better than this?
My faithful and loving husband is still sleeping quietly in bed. My five blessings are all home today to. Father, how did I become so favored to get to this place in life? Why did You choose to bless me, so very abundantly. As I sit here, contemplating these questions, I do hear the house beginning to stir. I know that as it awakens, and people join in, things will get more hurried. People will become more harried. Yet, this year, my attitude has become that of joy. I find joy in the fact that I am able to be too many places, and do too many things. I find joy that I am able to join in this dance. I choose joy. And it is a choice. For, when I might feel stressed or harried, if I allow my mind even a moment to say..."what is the alternative?" ...to not be involved....to not have people depending on me...to not have things to do....to not have people to care about, love, take care of and mentor.... That sounds like a place I would never choose to be. And so, in the quiet of this morning, before life begins in full swing, I relish a few minutes of quiet before the dance of life becomes a full waltz.. Because I have been given much, and much is expected of me. So therefore, I choose to dance this dance called life. With arms open wide, and head held high, as I savor these moments, and dance with the many people the Lord has placed in my path. I shall laugh, and smile, and enjoy what I have been given. For it is precious beyond measure, and truly a priceless treasure.
Off to put on my dancing shoes.
