Coldest Day of the Year

Today is the coldest day of the year. Many daycares are closed, school busses are parked, meetings are cancelled, and exaust fumes fill the air as drivers rush through the streets, hoping to get out of the cold.

I took the kids to school as usual this morning despite the cold, but on the drive home, the sky was anything but usual. I don't know if it was a sun dog or a rainbow, or simply the glory of God revealing His presence in an everyday life. The beauty of the morning was like nothing I had ever seen before. I wondered if Jesus was coming back at that moment when the light came flooding through the clouds like a paint brush swirling over the land. I wondered if today would be the day I walked on streets of gold.

Yesterday I stood in my kitchen frying eggs at the stove, when the light came shinging through the window casting its shadow on the pan. The sunny room brought me back to a place in my past when I watched my mom living the simplistic life of wife and mother. I wanted so badly to be in that place--that gift of motherhood that only God can give--and here I am standing in that very place--that holy place--today.

I'm thankfull for where I'm at, this very moment of my life. And I'm thankful that God is revealing Himself in the gift of everyday life.