Stillness

Woke up today to the still weekend morning.

Saturdays and Sundays are fantastic. I love the fair weather, smooth breeze, crisp sun... They usually come to visit during weekends, especially Sundays, I just notice. I suspect I'm right.

The leaves outside, they dance. The street soaks up the light from the sun. I am here, sitting before the computer monitor, flexing my fingers round about the keyboard once again, taking time to lay down some things.

Here, I have a good view of the people walking past our house. Oh, our tiny little house. Humble and happy...

It's almost time for lunch. In the kitchen, they are preparing our Filipino dish Adobo. Today we'll be having it with some fresh potato chips on the side. A slight western touch to it, I think.

Worries set aside.
I am aware of them, but optimism put first.
Why should I not relish the stillness of this day?

The wind is very friendly today.

I see more people crossing...
And I wonder, what goes on in their minds? Where are they going to, or where are they from? Do they also notice the beauty of the day? The stillness?

Do they also plan to go to church tomorrow morning? If not, what do they plan to do instead?

Kids...
Tricycles...
Adults...
They pass by.

Walking stories.

And I am still here. Quiet. Still.

If you are hearing what comes from this area right now, all you'll hear is the song 'With All I Am' of Hillsong playing from our Media Player, and the sound of my typing... Plus other friendly sounds around.

It's quarter to twelve and going...

Tick, tock...
The clock never stops.

Sometimes I wished I could. Other times I wished I could fast-forward it.

But now, I want to stop it. To make things stay this way.
But normally, life isn't.

But now, life is. Still.

No matter what life becomes, I'll be still.

The glory of stillness.