I have had the most quiet morning in months. My daughter is on a canoe trip in Algonquin park in Canada, my son is away at Camp Duffield about and hour and a half away, my husband left for work early this morning and let me sleep in ( how sweet of him!) so I woke up to: Quiet.
My first instinct in the midst of quiet is to A. Go back to sleep or B. Make some noise. Today was no different and I did a bit of both.
While wrapped up in the covers of my big bed enjoying the summer breeze from my window and fan I pondered: What should I do today?
As a Mom, wife and ministry worker this question is usually pre-answered for me as I rise. Today it wasn't and I simply enjoyed the pondering. I got up, turned on my computer ( there's my B. option) and began to answer emails, visit Myspace and Facebook and tinker on the keyboard sipping my OJ and listening to my parakeets sing in the morning sun. I didn't make a great deal of noise, but it was noise just the same.
I imagined my kids waking up in their brand new sleeping bags: Heather in the great Canadian outdoors and Nigel in a cabin with his church buddies and I hoped that they had this opportunity to hear the quiet just as I had. This kind of quiet gives us the space to dream, think and ponder life in a way we often miss.
As I go through this week and dream about all the things I'd like to accomplish, I hope that I hold on to the quiet. That I don't allow my to do list to drown out the space that quiet provides. Even as I do my dishes, and take care of some tasks that I've not had time for in a while; I hope I carry the quiet with me and give hurry the vacation it's long needed.
Shhhh. I'm pondering.
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