“When I am constantly running there is no time for being. When there is no time for being there is no time for listening.”
― Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
It is not often that I just AM. I find myself too often splitting into many different directions. Today was not such a day. And oh, what a difference!
I slept in.
I woke up to a clean kitchen.
And a husband making pancakes.
I undecorated the Christmas tree with my son.
I had tea by a fire with two True Women.
I walked in the snow.
I was given the chance to say I am sorry.
I was forgiven.
I ate breakfast for dinner.
I listened as the most handsome voice read aloud before bed.
and it is not yet time for sleep.