Friday, February 27, 2009
It's about perspective. This afternoon I have been happily doing something I don't get to do in leisure very often-bake a batch of cookies, whip up my favorite chicken tettrazini recipe....while the children and their two fun buddies play in the back yard. And boy, have they played!!! They have had a blast. Now, I doubt my efforts toward this meal will make any kind of impression on them, but it's a day I feel like I could remember forever: joy in fresh oatmeal raisin cookies, their voices punctuating the air like a flower at its peak of fragrance. The combination thereof, both sounds and smells, has created for me a beautiful perspective that I shall long remember. What will be their recollection? Because of their childhood perspectives I doubt they would hold on to the memories the same as I. How good of God to set our perspective-from childhood to adulthood. It changes as do the seasons, but never forgetting each one can be seen as a precious gift .