Misty Mornings

I always loved to listen to Celtic music. Closing my eyes to the soft trill of the pennywhistle relaxes my mind as the flute adds airy tones to the misty fog. I can picture myself in Ireland or Scottland in some time long ago. Maybe it has been too much Braveheart or Lord of the Rings, both have touched my heart with the musical backgrounds.

The last few mornings have produced the perfect setting of the music which I love! As you can see in the picture, the mist that has settled upon the trees is picture perfect of the marshes. As I was driving home from taking the 'teens' to school, my path lead through many pockets of white puffs and I began thinking how often our minds are in such dull hazes of the unknown path we are to take.

But as I think upon the caressing mist, my mind reveals my loving Father's mist that is continuously around me. Join my by closing your eyes to feel the dew as it gently waters your soul. There is no dryness or thirst, just a freshness penetrating your being.

As I continue to enjoy the gentle watering the Lord is supplying to my marshes, I breath in the hearty smell of pine. The earth comes alive when it is watered and these mornings are set before me. May I also bring forth a hearty smell of sweet savour to my King Jesus!

Until later....

Fall in South Carolina

It always brings a smile to my face when I hear the weather forcast here in South Carolina. This summer was one of the hottest in about 10 years. We had about two weeks of 100+ degrees. This is not the 100's in NY where it is 100% humitiy. It was a great dry 100 with a southern breeze gently whispering in the trees. (Pines where I live.)

One weekend in late August, I chuckled when I heard the temperature was to have a 'fall' twist to it...the forcast was to be in the 80's. (Meanwhile, in Rochester, NY, where I used to live, the temperatures had fallen into the lower 60's with frost probable over night.)

Our temperature for the fall equinox on Sunday, September 23rd, was hitting the 92 degree mark. The forcast for this week is a 'cooling trend'... our high tomorrow is a comfortable 88 degrees. Believe it or not, to us 'southern folk' the low 80's require a slight jacket in the late afternoon to early evening.

As the song says, "Nothin' could be finer than livin' in Carolina". This I have found to be true. Last evening, Dom and I were sitting in the backyard around 7:00 pm in our shorts and tanks. There wasn't a breeze and not a sound except for a stray distant bark of the neighbor's dog. We could not get over the fact that we were sitting outside enjoying the night this late in September.

I know there are times when I consider the gigantic move and life change I made to be overwhelming, but upon further comtemplation, I could not have done a better thing for my family. I should have done it sooner so I would have all my children with me, but then again, the Lord will direct their paths.

So as I get ready to leave my fantastic job (by the way ... it's 9 - 4) the sun is shining and the balmy breeze is blowing a 91 degree caress, I will make my way back to the hammock to think about the 'colder' days ahead!

'til the next time!