One of the best things about this little house is the windows. On the south side of the house, windows line the wall, from the kitchen sink, to two large ones in the dining room, to the full-length windows on the door of the screened-in porch. The kitchen is on the southeast side of the house, which means it gets every bit of the morning sun. The living room is on the southwest, so it soaks up the warmth at the end of the day. Truly, it is the perfect orientation and keeps my days bright.
The mornings feel particularly sweet, especially when my husband is home and relaxed on a Saturday morning, cups of coffee, Pearl playing at our feet. And now, she babbles away up in her morning "nap," content just to be quiet for awhile, sleeping or not. So I sit on the red couch, taking a moment to write.
O Morning Star, Dayspring. You change everything with your presence. In the dreary winter, we rejoice to see hints of you sifting through the clouds to smile upon us. Great Light, visit our homes and our hearts, to bind us together in joy and wonder. We watch the turning of the earth as it settles in closer and closer to the shortest day, only to pivot in that single moment to bring back the light. Stay with us, Lord, make us watchful. Make us ready.
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