Monday, January 23, 2012

Joy Dare :: Snow-Quiet Moments

I peeked my nose outside first.
Maybe it is a habit I have picked up from my cats, assessing the outside world before I step into it.

And yet either way, I know that I must step out into the midnight darkness to send off those newsletters prepared for consultants of beauty to plan their weeks and months ahead. With my nocturnal tendencies, getting them out in the morning for the Saturday post is too great of a risk, so I brave the nighttime cold.

I step out with trepidation, anxiously awaiting the biting winter winds to whip through my too-often-sensitive and aching body, my senses are flooded with awareness and memories all at once, and I turn around and run to my love, slumbering on the couch,

"It's snowing! It's snowing."

Considering the Haitian and African heritage from where our childhood remembrances come, snow is a precious and rare commodity in our house, so his eyes alight and look out the door, but the precipitation has just begun and barely visible to the naked eye so his oh-so-tired eyes fall back to sleep with a smile.

With more energy and life now, I pick up my postal delivery and flit out the door to bask in the not-quite-yet-wonderland. As magical as the morning dusk to some, this midnight hour is to me. The world is quiet. The snow falls tiny and unnoticed. There is no one around.

This is....MY gift, and I will enjoy it.

I breathe deep this oxygen-soaked air, lifting my face to the sky allowing the barely-there flakes to fall upon my cheeks and nose and eyes. I cannot help but raise my hands to the sky, for they do not want to miss out on the joy of this moment.

It is only a few minutes before the chill in my bones beckons me back inside, but I am enraptured as I amble back into the living room.

"I love the sound when it snows."
His words pull me out of my reverie.

"You can hear it from in here?" I ask him.

"The whole world is so quiet when it snows. I like that sound," my ever-laidback man sleepily answers.

Hmmm...his words make me ponder. This anxious heart of mine. This one who craves peace like an addict. How I fill my world with noise so the noise inside does not overwhelm me.

Emily Freeman at Chatting at the Sky talks about the kind of faith that can change your life, the kind that is life-BREATHING to this easily troubled soul. It makes me realize that I am not alone in my madness of a mind and heart.

"Even though the house is quiet, I'm running on the inside
as if things are in full swing.
My feet haven't moved by my soul is rumbling."

Oh! Isn't this me?

"Everything in me wants to fight the unveiling of the anxieties that threaten to overwhelm, push them back from showing up in my day. Christians aren't supposed to be anxious, right?....But we must let them rise up, so that we can release them into His hands. Speak fear out loud, so that He can give words of truth."

So while for me those snow-quiet moments of the soul are few and far between, I am choosing like Emily and like Ann and like SO MANY OF LOOK and to SEE breathe and to receive HIM choose and to accept HIS peace...

49) Olivia & Jake Ray laughing as I "fake cried"
50) My friend, Holley
51) The 35 minute ride home when my phone died {making me soak in the quiet}
52) Isaiah 43:19
53) grace
54) Judge not lest you too will be judged by that same measure.
55) yummy, healthy microwaveable meal on a busy day
56) Beautiful sunshine in the brisk winter day
57) Learning about grace from the judgments still deep in my heart
58) The way of my own reflection through the lens onto the mirror, seeing the fresh skin
59) My URL friend, Alece's, pic with LONG hair
60) The little "m" on the M&M's
61) Beautiful snow falling on my head
62) Last year's 2 feet of snow {we do not see much around here most years}
63) The rain melted the snow {sad} but the puddles on the pavement were pretty in spite of the muddy places.
64) Those pesky little laugh lines forming around my face
65) The Ragamuffin Gospel gifted to me by Christy Polek
66) Newsletters - a job I get paid to do from home
67) His daily new mercies
68) His RELENTLESS love
69) His peace in the midst of my storms

Won't you join me? Take The Joy Dare!
Here is a list of ideas to daily help you to SEE in the midst of the anxiety-driven world...


Jenn Hand said... Best Blogger Tips

loved loved your list and your blog!

Beverly Brumbley said... Best Blogger Tips

Loved it, Lyns!

Katie said... Best Blogger Tips

Your words about snow capture my exact thoughts.  It's purely peaceful and quiet when it snows.  Like no other silence.  Too bad it never snows here in Alabama.  Love this post!

Jennifer Camp said... Best Blogger Tips

I tumble out into that beauty with you, icy whiteness making me gasp
and breathe and smile, yes, He is here! So lovely, so amazing, these gifts. Love being gathered up with Him, with you, as we choose to SEE. Love to you, sweet friend.

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks, Mum! We just had another "bit" of snow last night too. This one stuck around a little longer.

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Oh, truly IS love..."like no other silence."

I grew up in I understand the "longing" for snow...

Thanks for the "post" love! ;-)

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Hmmm..."tumbling in...." That is a beautiful way to express it. Thank you for your ALWAYS-oh-so-kind words!

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks, Jenn!

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