I put the youngest to bed. My beloved and the other three are at the lake for his youngest brother’s baptism. I grab the iPad and a beverage and sink into a chair to read. Thirty minutes pass. My mind grows tired. I consider turning on the television to pass the time until they return. Then I pause and I hear it. Silence. I hear nothing but the locusts outside and the fan blowing across the room. How rare, how beautiful, to be in my own home in the quiet. I give thanks for it.
0722. to be rescued from the drowning
0723. taking a rain check on a running date
0724. bringing the schedule back under control
0725. my very first ten year old
0726. generous sisters
0727. obeying the Spirit and going down the slide with my daughters
0728. the five meter board
0729. three hours of quiet reading for children
0730. getting the energy reigned in
0731. reluctant reader who finally catches that “bug”
May you find a quiet place today and enjoy the silence.
One thought on “Hearing the Silence”
I’m happy you were rescued from drowning as well Sweetie. I’ll keep you around for a while. Suggestion for your blog: NEW song. 😉