raining joy

as the seed is spread, so is joy.

i toss seed farther and longer, my smile broadens wider.

the rain comes down in sprinkles and the grass seed sprinkles through my fingers.

i count joys...

-sound of seed falling to ground

-raindrops clinging to horse hairs on barbwire fence

-color, color everywhere! {the glories of fall}

-nest up high in pine tree

i jump into a mud puddle and a giddy glee escapes me. i hold nothing back as i swing the red {more color!} bucket by my side. i beam and so do His blessings.

i scoop seed from brown paper sack and listen to the sound it makes hitting the bucket. in that old shed the antique blue {color!} '69 chevrolet rests beside me and it seems to smile. i smile back and time stops.

i am here, i am living, i am in this moment.

and i long for it to be captured. for this time-moment to forever be stopped in memory. i race to the house through showers of rain and grab it from it's shelf.

as i pull my beanie down farther over my head, i pull the gate open and back to the shed.

momma rain coat red against green field. click.

rain splattered on '69. click.

musty smell of the cab. click.

seed bucket half-filled. click.

as the camera stops time i etch these gift filled moments in memory. this is how life is lived. one grace-filled, gift-counted moment at a time.

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