With a start, I awoke on Sunday morning. What time was it? I couldn't tell. My "fine figure of a man" nailed it. At least by "old time". The morning felt long, old, in an odd sort of way. Oh ya....we sprung forward, making it all different.
The long days speak to my soul. The light of day pushing into the early evening hours goes a long way to the reality that vitamin D will soon soak the epidermis of this same old soul. I can't remember if daylight savings time always comes right before the most stressful week of my life. Is it just a coincidence or is it Godly timing. Within the borders of darkness, comes light. Must have been a plan.
A few weeks ago, as I "commuted" my ten minutes from work, I noticed a patch of sunshine. As I looked East and prepared to turn West, the sunshine struck me because the day was cloudy, dark and rainy. In quick assessment, I realized that even in darkness there is light and when that light shines, it is evident and can't go unnoticed. I wanted to stop. I wanted to take a picture of the patch of lightness that lifted my heart and gave me hope. I liken it to the darkness that at times lives within my thoughts and how God is the light in my world and the lifter of my head. The hope that He was speaking to me. That God doesn't leave me to feel darkness for long.
Sunday ended up being the wettest day I can remember in a long time. The lane at Lewis Acres, invisible as the rain, undaunted, continued to fall late into the evening.
The contrast of time after we begin "saving" it, looks better. Appears broader and gives a sneaky peak into the face of summer. So the change that makes people grumble as they run their hand over their hair as if to say, "I overslept and didn't have time to be presentable", makes smile because the unfounded concern so quickly turns to delight when the newness of old sleep seeps away.
More light, more warmth. It's change. It's new. Embracing isn't always easy, isn't always accepted with open arms. But as the long nights are hedged out by longer days, there's hope for outdoor activity and the endorphins that are begging to escape.
So here's to the "time change" and daffodils. Here's to the light that will fill your life if you let it.
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