My feet hit the floor at 5am this morning, and in an unprecedented event, I was up busying about before the morning sunlight streamed into the living room.
I’m not sure what caused the change. But the wonderful productive feeling has lasted all day long. Cooking scrambled eggs before six o’clock, drizzling honey on my toast, and watching the White Kitty flop about near my front door. A lunch with friends, that made me laugh so hard I cried. An organized and fruitful work day. Literally. I brought a bunch of grapes and kept dolling them out this afternoon. Washing my car the old-fashioned way. Washcloths, cold water, hot sun, and a very-loud-dog-who-was-wiggly-as-pie. Finding gas that was below $2.00! A brand new cell phone for FREE. Driving the long road home tonight…full moon, country roads, and listening to Sara Groves sing.
Call it what you will, I call it rain
When troubles come and pan against my soul
Go in if you like, I will remain
And let the washing waters make me whole
Today has been an encouraging and refreshing today. And in little small ways, I’ve been reminded that He can wash away what I do not understand. What I possibly will never understand.