With every passing year, I grow increasingly thankful for the simplest of things. For blue-gray sky sinking low with snow, for burnished ochre grasses lifting proud rounded heads, for stately tree silhouettes, empty of leaves, but cradling dreams lying latent through cold. For growing children scampering after dogs of gold, brindle, and black with shy eyes, sweet eyes, blazing eyes. For laughter floating on the wind to me, frozen in the path for just a moment. Overcome with wonder. The explosion of joy in my heart seemingly disproportionate to the simplicity of a winter walk. And yet, present are all the elements of eternity – relationships, love, admiration for the Creator of it all.
As night steals over the last day of 2014, I am profoundly grateful. May wonder in the simplest joys of life be the light you and I savor as 2015 dawns.