LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW

My maternal grandparents owned a farm. The house was charming, but I often wondered how a family of ten could inhabit the space comfortably. It was a two-story home with no bathroom until much later on. I would often spend summers in that place. Through my time there I discovered hiding places, old chapter books, romance magazines and an amazing view out the window, while sitting on a window seat. Maybe that’s where I developed my love for looking out the window. The road leading to the house was lined with tall lodgepole pine trees which stood like sentries guarding the way. I intensely watched as farm hands worked the land, birds nested in the arms of those trees and furry critters scurried here and thee. All this was observed while cuddled up on that window seat, with a book in my lap.

This habit of looking out the window has been a constant in my life. Today, we live in an old farmhouse with four tall windows in the dining room. I usually write my daily blog from this spot. I don’t have a window seat, but I still can enjoy the beauty of God’s creation, without having to leave the house. In spring and summer, the birth ad new life appears in the form of green grass and flowers. In Autumn, the colors come to life and invade the trees like the palette of an incomparable artist. In winter there is a blanket of glistening snow to gaze upon.

There is something magical about looking out the window, until we start seeing the ugly side of life. I guess it all depends on our point of view.

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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4 Responses to LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW

  1. I’m with you, I enjoy looking out the window. From our dining room, I can look out and see our tall pine tree, and a mountain in the distance. Here in eastern New Mexico, we are supposed to get our first snowfall of the season tonight. I love looking at the snow from inside our warm house.

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  2. Windows are really cool! I have boxed my window in with plants and bird feeders so I don’t have to see what’s going on across the street that might be ugly. I’ve made a couple of window frames that you hang on the wall inside, too. LOL, that way I can totally control the view!

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      I love windows too, but often our vision can be clouded not by what we see but what we imagine. I’m writing about windows this week.

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