today was an exquisite day. did you look outside at all?
i woke up in a sweat-it was so humid outside.
around 9 am the humidity in the air got so dense, that it turned into water droplets,
and it rained all day.
then outcame one of those beautiful north carolina sunsets, after the storm.
pouring over the trees.
spinning above your face.
the kind that you don't believe you are actually watching.
until it's gone, and you wonder, was it ever really there?
when it was 7 oclock grey?
10 oclock gloom?
2 oclock drab?
6 oclock lull?
8:37 VIBRANCE
9 olock dense, dull, dismal.
it's like the entire day was setting itself up. the trees woke up this morning, knowing that at 8:37 they would get to frame the luster of light.
the birds had been holding back their songs all day, aware of their one task today, this week.
the clouds got heavier and heavier, recognizing the importance of their role at 8:37.
because it's at 8:37 that the perfectly full clouds would stain the sky
INDIGO
FUCHSIA
GOLDENROD
at 8:37 the birds would at burst out with an exasperated breath singing
"i've been holding it in all day and i can hold it no longer! i love to sing!"
at 8:37 the trees held the birds in their song, and framed the clouds in their sky
and He said it was very good.
i have 3 things to say:
-i am pleased that at least a couple of the people who are most decidated and commited to joyce and her coffeeshop, are Christ-followers, even if she doesn't know it. i know it, and i appreciate it.
-now as much as i desire for all people to treat each other decently, i kind of like the fact that i can brighten someone's day with Love. if it were commun, i don't think it would mean as much.
(this doesn't let you off the hook- your barista still wants to know that you care about her!)
-i wonder what would happen if gordon ramsay visited my coffee shop: what would that look like if he went head to head with zev?
hahahahahaha
thank you world for letting me watch you as i serve you coffee. don't forget that i am noting what you do. and i do it because i love you
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5:00pm- i CRIED and 837 i forgot why i cried.
ReplyDeletehaha yesterday was intensly interesting, and weird, and really good.
man oh man, imiss you agagian!!!
I drew a picture of the bird saying "I love to sing!" in my journal.
ReplyDeleteGoooood stuff Sarah. I really enjoyed this one a butt load.