This is what I saw when I stepped outside early Thanksgiving morning.
Amazing, eh? I'm so glad I looked up.
What I know is these moments of sheer delight and incredible beauty
are happening all the time.
I miss seeing them because I'm so often looking down
at my own thoughts, plans, expectations.
"Open my eyes that I may see glimpses of truth thou hast for me"
are words from a familiar hymn I've sung all my life.
I think I'm beginning to understand that these glimpses of truth
are those times when joy, peace--happiness, if you will--fill my spirit,
and I have had absolutely nothing to do with it.
My spirit's responses to Caleb's writing "M.E.", and the morning's beautiful sky-art
are definitely soul-feelings, not the worldly-feelings that come
from performing, achieving, or doing anything to gain happiness.
Worldly-feelings of happiness come with a price;
soul-feeling-happiness is absolutely free!
It feels like I'm on a treasure hunt
as I begin collecting these moments of SFH.
Wonder what's next?
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