The Window

Today, there was an ad in my e-mail for replacement windows. Granted, I do not like ads to show up in my box, but this time, it made me instantly think of what I see outside my windows. If I look out one direction, I see the street and the not-so-pleasant looking roof of the neighbor’s house across from ours. Another direction, I can catch glimpses of a New Mexico beautiful sunset nearly every evening. Yet, from another direction, I look out upon my own sanctuary, a yard filled with trees just growing new foliage, green grass and several gardens of flowers. There are the bird feeders, delighting me with a large array of two-winged creatures stopping by for a bite to eat or for a splash of water. This particular window view is my favorite, as you can well imagine. I feel quite blessed to have this vista right beyond the glass, as I sit on the couch or am at the kitchen sink.

Though I have been gifted with this awe-inspiring scene, I do tend to daydream of other window views. It is nice to shut my eyes and imagine a vast and magnificent ocean, casting shades of green and blue as the sun sparkles upon it. If I listen hard enough, I can hear the sound of the breaking waves as they reach the shore. The sand is so very soft as it seeps between my toes.

In another whimsical moment, I picture a rushing river flowing by, creating a splendid, splashing, noise as it hits rocks of all sizes in its path. The water feels so very cold as I fantasize, giving me a sense of how fresh and pure it is.

I love to envision a meadow outside my window of daydreams. It is a beautiful meadow, dandelions admired as wild flowers instead of weeds. There is a small stream rippling through the grass, with a deer or two walking gracefully over for a drink. Beyond the meadow are the mountains with stunning peaks, holding many secrets as they silently share their beauty.

No, I do not believe I want my windows replaced. I am quite content with the ones God has given me!

SIGH....

As I sigh, in a moment of tiredness or tenseness, I feel the breath of the Holy Spirit entering my soul. I’m breathing in His love and warmth, exhaling all the negative feelings from within my body.

I am mostly aware of my sighing while I am in the car. Driving in silence, my thoughts turn to prayer. I can feel my body becoming relaxed. A sigh quickly follows. It is a God speaking to me.

All of us must 'inhale' what the Lord is saying to us. He is in every breath we take, no matter where we are, physically, emotionally or spiritually.

There may be a sigh of relief as we feel the contentment of the Holy Spirit. It is a time to smile, as we once again feel God holding onto us, never letting us go.