Frequently I hear among my peers (the AARP cards carriers) they don’t know how they ever worked because they are too busy in retirement. I like to think that a busy person is a happy person, unless being too busy gets in the way of enjoying life.
I love mornings—they go like this: I stretch before getting out of bed, usually for twenty minutes, make a cup of tea and a slice of toast,and grab my Bible and read a couple of chapters. Then, I get ready for the day and spend time in the swing by the river and write. Sometimes I’m interrupted like this morning …
From a swing by the river …
I saw a bird swoop down and pluck a moth out of the sky
A fish jump out of the river to nibble on a slice of bread floating on top the water
A mallard duck gracefully swimming and then take flight like a jet across the water.
I hear frogs croaking
I smell freshness in the air after an evening of rain
The lingering aroma of a smoldering campfire
And a whiff of fishy odor coming from the river.
I touch the keys of my laptop
Finger pages of my book.
Feel a cool, fresh breeze on my skin
And God’s presence. God is good all the time. All the time, God is good.
Thank you, Lord, for my quiet time. Amen.