good morning, friend…

daylight savings time. slows the arrival of the morning sun. there is a chill in the house, thermostat down for the night. steam rises from fresh-brewed coffee. when the sun is slow in peeking over the east horizon, and the other mathiasens are still sleeping, the coffee tastes especially rich. although i enjoy so much of what comes into my world through my ears, there is a part of me that sometimes longs for quiet. solitude. my head is clear and my heart is open to that still small Voice that whispers guidance, hope to the inner caverns of my heart.

whispers of direction and hope, placed in such a way as to pulse through my veins for the remainder of the day. no guarantee of easy, but certainly an increased awareness of  purpose. the Comforter’s presence and infusing of courage.

“You have made known to me the path of life.”   Psalm 16:11

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~ by fourfeetsixinches on March 14, 2011.

One Response to “good morning, friend…”

  1. This may well be as close as I can come to having a cup of coffe with you for awhile. So until we can sit together at Cabin Coffee, thanks for the travel time.

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