I multi task.
I used to do that much better.
Now. I am often distracted.
Yet, here I am.
Sauteing the Garlic and onions.
They sizzle and pop.
I stir another pot filled with savory chicken and rice soup.
The kitchen warmth radiates on this cold morning.
The day is expected to get warmer.
A break from the brutal wind and harsh cold of this winter.
We’re knee deep in taxes.
The farmhouse table oozing with files and statements.
I dislike this month.
Even though it is the shortest.
For some reason it seems to crawl at a snails pace.
Winter clutches with vengeance.
The sun remains at large.
Our milk production always begins to decline.
Especially this year being behind in so many areas it just feels like a weight.
I am terrified of falling, so almost all outdoor activities cease for me.
So, I think and I pray.
I write and I read.
I’ve actually been cleaning with my cleaning fairy.
We tackled our desk last week.
It has been freeing.
She walked me through some valuable organizing tips.
Her ways are gentle.
She longs for me to succeed.
I may just do that.
I am reminded that during this long winter lull, there is much going on that we do not see.
Under the snow and the earth an awakening is happening.
God has designed this beautiful planet to do miraculous things even when the temperatures fall far below zero.
There is a stirring, which we can not see.
As the winter nights give way to spring time days, the sap will begin to flow.
Trees will begin to show their buds and the long winter will cease.
Year after year this process occurs.
Year after year I forget.
Though I can’t see it yet.
It is happening.
So, too, God is moving and working in ways we can not see.
The winter we may feel in our spirit will slowly come to an end.
New life will burst forth and the Spring time will shower our souls.
For now I will wait.
I will watch and look for the signs of the coming days.
For everything there is a season, and a time for every [a]purpose under heaven: