"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Sunday, 31 January 2016

Storms

I fell asleep to silence and in the morning there was a storm. The trees were clanging like escaped church bells. We followed our daily routine and went downstairs. I lit a candle and then I made a fire in the wood stove. As I waited for the fire to build itself up so that I could add some larger blocks I poured myself some mostly hot water left in an insulated thermos into my mug. Outside the storm raged and inside there was another. My daughter was having a tantrum. She was lying on the floor kicking. I have written much about the beauty of parenting and about the fatigue but I haven't written about this. Tantrums it seems are as common to young children as winds are to a coastal winter. The room suddenly filled with orange light. I scooped up the toddler with the tear stained cheeks and we rushed outside the door to watch orange clouds like goldfish in a pond. I looked at the little face and saw a smile. No tantrum and no storm can last forever. "...weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5
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8 comments:

  1. Ah, I remember those tantrum days. They disappeared after a bit. Now in the teen years, they are back again! Lucky me. ;)

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    1. Oh no! I hope it gets better for you soon.

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  2. Ronda, you've been on my mind and so I stopped by. I'm so glad I did. I've missed reading your posts. Love the thought of you in your cozy cabin with the orange light flowing through the window. Your image prompts me to brew a cup of tea. Your blue and white embroidered piece is so pretty. Hugs to you and your sweet girl. Nancy

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    1. Hi Nancy How lovely to hear from you! The table runner was cross stitched by my late great grandmother. I have quite a few of her pieces but the biggest legacy she gave me as I have realized in more recent years was her devotion to God. This is a gift my grandmother's also gave me. I hope your tea was good and thanks for stopping by. Ronda

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  3. Ahh, the tantrums... yes, it is hard for little ones to realize that they are not the center of the universe, and it is just a time thing that will pass... just as you wrote, no storm lasts forever! How wonderful that you were able to distract her with the beautiful storm clouds! OH how I love to see the orange clouds in the sky... just magnificent! Praying the Lord blesses your day today :)

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    1. I sure don't want anyone to get the impression that my toddler hasn't had her share of tantrums. The orange light was a blessing and a bit of morning grace for me. God is good! Thanks for stopping by. Ronda

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  4. My heart melted as I read this, picturing the whole scene. How-because I have precious 3 and 1 year old granddaughters! It was inspired to take your daughter outside to share the orange clouds in the sky. I do love that so!

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    1. Hi Dewena Grandchildren- such a precious gift you have! I'm sure you love to share clouds with them too. Thanks for sharing. Ronda

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