Sunday evening…as the Dingle family was getting settled in their rental mountain cabin in Elk Banner, NC…Eloise was being drawn to the skies.
The sun is going down…there is a white streak cutting through the sky…I imagine some type of jet…but it is left up to us to infer what Eloise is pointing at….as the setting sun’s rays reflect off the side of her excited little face.
If I had to guess…I would choose the rising moon…it has been so beautiful the last few nights. Whatever it is …it has captured a two-year-old’s total focus and attention…Eloise seems to be in a state of rapture. awe, and wonder over the beauty of what she is pointing at…
I think the following quote captures this memorable moment…“If we could see the world through the eyes of a child- we would see magic in everything.” Only children can still see the world as it should and could be… sadly most adults no longer can.
Every day we have the choice to affect the quality of God’s gift of the next twenty-four hours being given us…how we meet, greet, and complete each is our choosing.
One thing I have learned, thanks to “little c,” is that I should start each day with a prayer of gratitude for still being in the world…in my country, state, town, community, and home…surrounded by friends and family. If I start out with gratitude…the day will end with gratitude.
Challenging days are never “all bad”…and lousy days still possess the possibility of awe and wonder. We just have to quit lamenting and instead focus on the bright moments that appeared, even if only briefly, to reassure us tomorrow is another day with more opportunities to elevate our faith and turn our troubles over to Someone Who really can get the job done.
So until tomorrow…
There is one absolute in life, according to Becky’s view of world :)…It doesn’t matter if a day is “good” or “bad”….what matters is what we do with it. (But then we all knew that…)
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh
Thank goodness Jake is back ….he picked up a little virus going around with children… but it ran its course quite quickly and he’s back in the game…literally! I am sure it was the popscicle Jake got that did the trick! Quite patriotic!
I have been living vicariously through Walsh and Mollie’s mountain trip…remembering so many places I visited over the years…some while Walsh was at “App State”…later with Honey a few years back…It makes me homesick for the mountains again…especially Grandfather’s Mountain!
What fun they have had on their bunk beds in the cabin and hammock on the porch!