"This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it!" I sing every morning with my children. I sing to remind me that this is it - this day, right here, contains within it priceless opportunities to learn temperance via holding my tongue, to acquire humility by way of asking for forgiveness when I've wronged those closest to me, and to find contentment through being present and prayerful in the small things (chores, errands, conversations, etc.). The reason, in fact, that I started this blog, was to extract from each day something of beauty, something of significance, something to learn from. Tonight, as I was preparing for another week, I walked in on this scene pictured above and I forced myself to stop...STOP...and count my many blessings:
I love my husband.
I love my children.
I love my old house.
I love, love, love, Divine Liturgy in the Orthodox Church.
I love living close to my parents and Bobby and Paige.
I love coffee.
I love my in-laws.
I love my friends.
I love Flannery O'Connor and her Habit of Being.
I love that my refrigerator is full of groceries.
I love that chocolate chip ice cream in Prissy's bowl.
I love you for reading this and accompanying me on a quest to find just as much meaning in the traveling as in the getting there.
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My life goes on in endless song
Above earths lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear its music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?
While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble in their fear
And hear their death knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging,
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?
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4 comments:
Unbelievable! This IS the exact thing I say each morning and something that I was pondering on for a blog topic...kindred spirits, indeed! :)
We love the song too. My first time hearing it was on an incredible CD we acquired in Alaska that the St. Innocence School recorded...great stuff.
Thanks for the many blessings from your thoughts and photos.
Thank you for your posts. You inspire me to work harder at recording those moments that are so fleeting. Parenting is joy and pain... Joy in the moment, and the pain when you realize it's already gone!
Thank you, thank you, thank you for helping me to bathe in those moments.
Also, looking back at your old posts I have to add two movies to your must see family list...
Whale Rider, and Gaslight (which is an old thriller starring Ingrid Bergman). Watch Gas Light first though to make sure it's not too scary for your brood! :)
Thanks Molly! I think that you are accomplishing your goal of finding daily beauty. I respect the fact that you make the time to share what you find with us.
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