by Joanne Wiklund
Now that the sun is settled again, this morning I sat on my front porch step watching dandelions pop up out of the lawn. Yesterday it was all green and beautiful and today dandelions are coming, all over it. My brother in law used to tease us by telling us morel mushrooms push out of the ground full grown, as big as they’re ever gonna be. He held that position always. He might be right, because I think I saw a dandelion pop up over there a minute ago, it too full grown already.
Sitting in the sun, even with a slow chilly breeze creeping around the porch post now and then, makes me feel so good. Warms not only my heart, but deep down where I live and love. A warmth that motivates me to stay warm somehow. I think it’s joy’s warmth I feel. I’m going in for a little sit in the glider by the windows. Those same windows where the eclipse peeked in. I didn’t see it, since I had the drapes pulled. The light inside here was just strange. So I went to my office and threw away more paper.
Today the trash is out and I’m done digging for it. It seems to me like sometimes I’m just waiting for something. I’m not sure what, but I do find time to contemplate things. Sometimes I think about how often through the years I’ve waited knowing what was happening, and sometimes not know what’s coming next. That’s what we do most, I think. Any minute something could happen. But waiting is a good thing, too. Time to reflect, time to plan, time for all things, remember? As the seasons change now, we will wait for the good things that happen.
Psalms 62:1-2 “Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved.”
Luke 15:10 “Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.”
Psalms 27:1 “The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?”