We live on a ridge with an unobstructed view across the valley to the hills on the other side. That view is the first thing I set my eyes upon every morning. Sometimes I get lost in it.

From where I sit, sipping soy milky frothy coffee in the comfort of our sleigh bed, I see the eastern sky. At this time of the year I can watch the sun rise.

I’m thinking about the danger of such a view: the temptation it creates to always look out there, and the belief it enforces that all which is praiseworthy is in the distance.

Yesterday, I sat on the floor with a dusting rag, getting into the nooks and crannies of the feet of our dresser (an area I don’t pay enough attention to), and considered the gift of having such a fine piece of furniture, and how blessed I am to be healthy enough to get down on the floor to dust it.

I have to pay attention to find the extraordinary in ordinary things. Maybe that makes the wisdom of such moments even more valuable.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Another lovely reflection here! I hope your sensational view does not include fires this year. Fire danger is high in our neck of the woods because of lack of rain.

    Thank you for sharing your shimmering moments, Linda!

    1. I’m sorry to hear that you’re facing fire danger this year too, Marian. There are already horrible fires burning and impacting many lives. We’ve seen some smoke them them, and there have been a few nearby fires that have been controlled quickly, but so far we’re okay here. We are all praying we don’t have a repeat of the past two years.

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