Sugar has not yet settled into a morning routine. Every day we head in a different direction. Every day she sniffs new territory. Nice to explore, but the unpredictability is time consuming. Today I stand on the sidewalk near the stop sign 3 buildings down from our house while she noses about. The sky is overcast and swirled with mounds of gray clouds. Rain is predicted - a good thing, really.
I look up, stretching my neck and suddenly I am struck with wonder and amazement. There in the center of the swirling grayness an opening in the clouds in the shape of a heart! I kid you not. A perfect heart shaped window of light - pure shimmering sunlight - pouring through the rent in the storm clouds. It was as if the love of God couldn't help itself from spilling into the darkness. And somehow that love caressed all the bumpy frustrations of the past few months, melting at their hardness like heat softens an ice cream cone. I hadn't realized how uptight I have been.
I stood there a long while until Sugar tugged impatiently at her leash. I hope the heart of light has touched others this morning as well. What a glorious way to begin an otherwise dreary day.
I look up, stretching my neck and suddenly I am struck with wonder and amazement. There in the center of the swirling grayness an opening in the clouds in the shape of a heart! I kid you not. A perfect heart shaped window of light - pure shimmering sunlight - pouring through the rent in the storm clouds. It was as if the love of God couldn't help itself from spilling into the darkness. And somehow that love caressed all the bumpy frustrations of the past few months, melting at their hardness like heat softens an ice cream cone. I hadn't realized how uptight I have been.
I stood there a long while until Sugar tugged impatiently at her leash. I hope the heart of light has touched others this morning as well. What a glorious way to begin an otherwise dreary day.
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