thoughts on a peaceful morning

Mornings like this make me feel very contented and peaceful:

an empty coffee cup next to the phone on my desk, both reminders of my husband (coffee with him before work, a few minutes on the phone after I dropped him off there)

a gentle, cool spring breeze blowing in the white curtains, setting the vines of my favorite plant rustling

a good book and my Bible on the arm of the couch... words and the Word

clean bathroom.  mostly clean kitchen.  tidy, organized bedroom and living room.  the bed made.  my mind at rest, instead of thinking about all the work I should be doing, because for once there isn't much.

only the natural light from the cloudy sky outside... calm, cool, pure

my spirit at rest.  the knowledge that the Holy Spirit is within me, that this is a new day and I am forgiven and set free to love and serve and obey.  the trust that God is in control despite the sad and painful and evil things happening in the world around me, those things about which I hear whispers and read words even in the holy peacefulness of this moment.  knowing that God provides for and to us right when we need it and just when we least expect it, but in His perfect timing.  fearing not the future, because He is already there.

thanking Him for moments like these... and seeking His presence so I may experience them more often.