“He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.”
What gifts we have, and what gifts we miss because we are too caught up in the busy to and fro’s of this world. I, for one, am far too concerned often with the complicated, when the simple opens its arms wide to me, beckoning me to rest and breathe in the beauties around… Trusting in the One who created this beauty, and holds all things together.
I’m so grateful for the simple graces: cups of coffee, beautiful friends, a lovely tune, and amazing clouds that whisper hope. Sing a new song, my friend.