Friday, October 7, 2011

sweeping grace


{via pinterest}

the autumn breeze gently blows my hair. i contentedly brush it out of my face.

i make the broom go swish, swish as i feel the tiny sand particles dance over my bare feet. the sun shines gloriously as the still morning lazily makes it's way to a new day.

the birds sing their song unanimously. the leaves make their music in the trees as the wind whooshes through them. the world is alive and so am i.

i am amazed at the pile of boots, flip-flops, sandals and tennis shoes that make their home on our porch. as i unpile them from the nearby porch chair after sweeping, i neatly line them up in rows-two deep by the green porch door. my amazement comes from the small fact that i forget how blessed we are just by how many shoes we have. so many that we could wear a different pair every day of the week, and still possibly have a pair or two left over.

joy is rising. i feel it bubbling inside me. it's ready to burst.

the cat sleeps contentedly in yet another porch chair as i continue to sweep. i pause, gracing her silky soft fur against my fingertips. she continues to lay sprawled across the chair, not a care in the world.

my cares are also being blown away, just as the wind carries the fall leaves from the trees to make their rest in the yard. with each swish, swish of the broom, they are swept farther and farther until i don't see one speck of dirt or care in my life anymore. what a glorious gift of this life.

11 comments:

Kristen said...

beautiful. you have a gift with words my friend.

Purposely at Home said...

brilliant. i never thought sweeping the porch could be so...thought provoking. ;)

Lauren Anslee said...

wow this is so beautiful! You are very talented and I love your outlook on life. It's true, we are more blessed than we realize!

Laura Elizabeth said...

I love this piece! I always forget to stop and smell the roses. I felt like I was right there on that porch with you :)

Stevie Leigh said...

This is lovely. Beautiful words, girl.

India said...

Mem, you have such a wonderful talent with words. Thank you for sharing! :)

Annie said...

This. is. breathtaking. Honestly, I don't have words. I love the metaphor you make of the porch and your life, of the broom and His peace. You don't mention God at all, but I see Him here. And this, this, is what writing is all about.

Emma Frances said...

This is wonderful! I love your writing! :] And I love fall!

Marina said...

I feel so calm after reading this.. :)

Elisha(: said...

you said you liked writing.. well, it shows. <3 <3 you are amazing iceeeeee<3

Elisha(: said...

you said you liked writing... it shows. <3 <3 you are amazziingg ice!! :D