I have always loved a window, especially an open one.~Wendell Berry

I love the windows in this Italian house--tall and elegant in their simplicity. This early morning I can see the sky. A smooth blue palette shimmering through an opening in the lace curtain. A breeze filters in and grazes my cheek, though it will be hot this afternoon. For now, I drink in the view and remember there is a family who lives across the courtyard. I can hear a child singing from their bright orange house. A sound of life, of joy.

Looking through this window provides me a burst of hope. All that light spilling in anchors me for the day. I open my Bible and read: For God has not given us a spirit of fear or timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline. (II Tim. 1:7, NLT}.

The vista from the window beckons me to soak inside the Scripture--to throw off fear and negative thinking. To reject comparing myself with others. To abandon covetousness. Rather let me be grateful, be humble, be loving, be aware of the goodness of God, the beauty of His gospel. To be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus.

Sending love.

The Lord be with you in spirit. Grace be with you. (II Tim. 4:22, NIV)