This morning Rich took the children to McDonald’s for breakfast, leaving me alone in a quiet house. Just that fact alone (of quiet) brought tears to my eyes. I thoroughly love my children, but I admit I had moment of celebration as I watched the truck pull out of the driveway and then stand in my clean kitchen (so glad I cleaned it yesterday evening for a change!) to make myself some breakfast, knowing that no one would interrupt me and there was no one else I had to care for.
I turned on a favorite cd, then brought my fried eggs, buttered sourdough toast, and hot cup of coffee to the table. Then, still in my pj’s and sitting cross legged in my chair, I opened my Bible, my journal, and a commentary.
What a precious time it was to listen to some beautiful music and study. I had to get up to get tissues in order to dry the tears of gratitude .. . . .so I could see to write in my journal. Outside the sun was shining, but a cold wind and snow flurries made my kitchen table seem so cozy.
If I had quiet mornings every day I would not have enjoyed this one so much. It was like an unexpected perfect gift. I’m adding a link to the cd I listened to, it was so beautiful and the perfect cd to have on during devotions this morning.
I just had to take some pictures and add this moment to my site. I want to remember it.
studying Romans 5:1-5
cinnamon candle
my favorite quote of the morning, from the commentary
“Right here lies one of the distinctives of the Christian faith, in that
the believer is taught to glory and rejoice in the midst of
suffering rather than to sigh and submit to it
as necessary or inevitable evil.”
This post is not so much about me, but about God providing a need in my life–a need to be still and spend time with Him.
Happy first Day of December!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






























