Sweet, Still, Reflections...

Every once in a while there are moments that come unexpectedly, like a fragrance of lilacs in a spring breeze.  They catch you in a tender moment, letting you know- it is sacred.

Treasure it.

Unfolding then, is what seems to have lied dormant.

It emerges as though it has always been. 

A gift unearthed by the nurturing of encouragement.

Ready to bloom in full radiance.

Stillness captured in the beauty of tender creation, doing the tasks it was created to do.

A hornet.

An apple.

And our son, seeing the sacred opportunity to give birth, to a laid down gift, once delighted in.

Laying hold of a still moment, as though it was framed by God Himself.

Inviting our son to sit quietly before an otherwise overlooked moment.

Stillness.

When captured, pulls you into something deeper than what appears on the surface.

New life again.

New beginnings.

Art.  The joy of something coming back to life, sings its own sweet song.

Telling you, the song has never really ended...

but only just,

begun.