It’s Sunday and the temp is well below zero. Even the dog was hesitant to go outside, but he gave in to nature’s call.
As I waited for him in the cold silence, I took a minute to soak it in. We live right near a busy highway, but there was nary a sound. The cold air pierced my old decrepit lungs as I pulled my jacket collar over my nose. My eyebrows were already getting frosty.
Suddenly, in the frigid air. I could hear the sound of wind chimes, gently clinking. The dog was ready to go in, and my weary body was longing to go back to my nice warm bed, but for one single moment, I experienced the peace of a cold, clear, quiet Sunday morning.
May the peace of God be with you today!