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There’s something about the mix of morning song and piano music that settles my spirit.

I’m outside again, in this weighty sauna of the southern coast.

I have my lawn chair unfolded, my ears bent toward the trees, and my favorite Brian Crain playing. It’s making me feel like I’ve chosen to do the very best things.

Listening, noticing, recording.

The air is barely stirring. Our pines are stoic. No rustling. No fuss. Nothing’s been roused and it feels sweet.

I’m looking out on an empty bird feeder. There’s a BB hole through it’s middle, and the lid is cockeyed and off it’s kilter a bit.

It’s reminding me of me.

But then again, aren’t we all a little dry, gaping, and lopsided in some way or another? All the Mama’s say yes.

My boy will fill that feeder as soon as he wakes. He is fast and faithful to provide sustenance to the wild and hungry things that visit our backyard bird sanctuary. The birds thank him by swooping in and allowing us to see their colors and manners and demeanor. We’ve learned much in the past several months. About nature. About faith.

Because just as the boy fills the feeder, God will fill the girl.

This typing, cleaning, laundering, nannying, teaching, cooking, ministering woman. He did yesterday. He will today. I know and trust it.

I just pulled my fingers away from the keys, and folded my arms in, and whispered a prayer of thanks that I’m getting to have a moment here this morning where I can allow thoughts to flow and weave into sentences. It reminds me that there’s more to me. And it makes me feel happy, expectant, blessed.

There’s a lot on my mind this morning. Desires to provide housing for our children who want room and a dog and a place of their own so badly. Dynamics and weights that come with being married to a man currently in full time ministry. Concerns, dreams, hurts, tasks in all areas of life.

And you are no different. What’s wafting around in your heart and head might not look like what’s blowing around in mine, but you’re wrestling, and handling, and working your way through fog, too.

I’ve decided to set aside some time today to seek and ask the Lord of it all to make Himself known in the things I’m reeling with.

He will.

The sun just cracked open our day here. A warm light is hitting the trunks of our trees and all the outside world is responding.

Including me. I’m pushing publish and walking into my Thursday thankful for the moments spent spilling here with you.

Have a fine weekend, friends.

 

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  1. Judy

    Thank you for this post. It reminds me to take a moment and take in all the “wonderfulness” that is around me and in my life. And I love that Jace loves and cares for the birds. One of my favorite things to do at the lake is to sit on the back porch and watch the birds as they go to and from their houses — feeding their young — and flying high in the sky. I do marvel at the fact that you can sit outside now — even in the early morning if feels like a very hot sauna!! Miss seeing you guys.

  2. Kate

    I miss you too Judy! And yes…. it truly does feel like a sauna outside – even so early in the morning!

    Thank you for being so faithful to read and encourage. It means a lot to me!

    Hugs,
    Kate 🙂

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