All of the kids were in bed, and my wife also decided to call it a day around 12:00 A.M. this morning. I am always the nocturnal mouse that creeps around the house through out the night checking on everyone and doing things I can’t do during the day because of the confusion of taking care of the kids.
The snow was falling at a steady rate around 1:00 A.M. so I decided to go out and clean the walk and put some salt down so their wouldn’t be so much when I woke up. It was a surreal experience, just the snow, chilled air and the quiet peacefulness of the night. In those moments of performing a simple task that people do all the time as they rush to complete their day, I stopped and breathed in deeply as I looked up at the sky and breathed out.
I just stood there for 10 minutes taking it all in, the silence, the feel of the cold air as it refreshed and invigorated me. My senses were tuned to things that I would have missed in the chaos of the day. The snow forming on the pine wreath I have hanging from my lamp post, and the red Christmas bulbs glittering in the light.
I stood in awe at the beauty and perfection of it all, and how I miss so much and that I needed to do this more often.
My mind was clear and ears open to hear what I needed to hear and I was at peace and I knew that I was not in control but something greater, someone who loves us enough to share His beautiful art in the form of a simple snow flake and how awesome it is that He can speak to us through what others call normal.
What have you noticed today that you usually miss because of the loudness of life?
