Our son surprised us and drove in from college much earlier than expected, waking us up at 3:00 a.m. this morning. We are so excited he’s home, and I’m especially happy to have somewhat “time-warped” over the anxiety felt when someone you love is driving a long distance. Needless to say, I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I baked gooey butter cake. While waiting for it to bake, I set a comfortable chair in front of an east-facing window and waited for the sun to rise. First, a fragment of sky turned pink; then, larger swaths emerged in shades of purple. It amazes me how quickly the sky transforms; second by second. Then it “dawned” on me…
Two disciples traveling on the road to Emmaus didn’t recognize the risen Jesus until later when he was no longer with them. It seems as if they also had a “moment” when it dawned on them. I am surrounded by such beautiful moments each day. If I am not attentive, I could miss out on them, too.
Bread for the Journey 