It’s seven o’clock on a beautiful May evening at the Stricklin home, and I’m sitting peacefully on the front porch swing, listening to the sound of the birds in the trees, an occasional moo of a calf in the pasture across the road and a bark of the dogs in the yard. The cats are pouncing playfully in the grass and the little puppy whimpers dreamily on his pallet. Every so often a donkey gets startled and begins to bray, or a tractor drives down the road across the field. A faint fire of a shotgun can be heard at the neighbors’ place, the creek trickles gently down the hill, and the sun sets in the west, painting the trees with a vivid array of gold. My brothers and sister are either playing games together, reading books, or horsing around outside. They’re all home and safe, and everything is as perfect as can be.
Quiet evenings like these are so comforting, and, like every other day, will quickly pass before we notice they’re gone. But sometimes we just need to slow down our busy lives and take a deep breath, looking all about us, awestruck, with a grateful heart. These days and these precious moments will soon be gone.
You’re gonna miss this. You’re gonna want this back. You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast. These are some good times, so take a good look around; you may not know it now, but you’re gonna miss this.
Have a blessed day!
“Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” (Psalm 51:10)