Tuesday, November 27, 2012
On This Autumn Evening
There's a smoky sky out tonight and the moon has already risen above the prickly, bare treetops. The moon's glow is soft, like the lamplight here inside. The shadowy evening is hushing over our home as the older children play out the day's matchbox drama at my feet. The little ones are quiet, as am I, enjoying the chatter and the crimson silhouette of the cardinal feeding on the porch. The smell of our dinner is creeping about the house, and all is ready for Daddy's arrival. This is what I'm most thankful for. God has moved mountains for us this year, but this feeling of peace and calmness is what I treasure most. My treasures live here in this small house.