Driving my daughter to school this morning she commented on how gorgeous everything looked. The sun was just starting to rise and the rays were shining on the tops of the trees brilliantly reflecting the ice covered branches. I wondered if anyone else was taking in the beauty of the morning and Rachael in her bright-eyed innocence said “of course everyone sees this, Mom, it’s too beautiful not to notice.”
How wonderful to be a child and see all the goodness in things and in people. I confess, I was skeptical about whether people were taking in the beauty of the day. I have surely not paid attention on many occasions, too caught up in my worries of the moment to notice. And I understand that like myself, many people are fed up with this winter.
Tired of shoveling snow and chipping away the ice, unable to see around mounds of snow on the corners of intersections making driving conditions unsafe, school cancellations preventing a normal schedule of activities, I am eagerly anticipating the arrival of spring.
Even as I sit in my dining room typing away at my computer, I am watching water seep slowly into my house beneath the baseboards. Unable to determine exactly where it’s coming from there is nothing I can do but wait for all the snow to melt, and hope the damage is minimal.
And yet, my daughter’s words keep resonating in my head. So I am resisting the urge to fall back into old habits and worry and complain about my situation. Instead, I will choose to see the day through my daughter’s eyes and listen to the message of goodness and beauty that God spoke in His sunrise this morning.
