Kira Simon

Kira Simon

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Dancing SunlightDancing Sunlight

The sun sparkled and danced on the water this morning, making a pattern of diamonds almost too bright for me to watch.  As I walked on the beach, my perspective changed, and yet from every angle the sun’s water dance was the same, flashing brilliance at me as I moved beside the sea.  How blessed I am!  No matter what I do or how I move, I am enfolded in God’s love just as the sun’s reflection on the water stays with me. Like a diamond studded wrap, it stretches out before me in good times so I can celebrate and appreciate its beauty.  When hard times come, the sun’s water dance is draped over me, wrapping and comforting me with its security.  Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you for your love which lets me share your beauty, comforting me when I am troubled.  May my life reflect the brilliance of your dancing sunlit patterns to all whom I meet. Amen.

Breathe DeeplyBreathe Deeply

When I travel to another country, I take with me a small bottle of perfume I’ve never worn before.  I use it during the trip, and when I return home, that scent helps me recall where I’ve been and what I’ve experienced.  When I’ve left the island for any length of time, the scent of the ocean first greets me, even before I can see its expanse.  The salty tang of seawater mixed with the hint of sea life is like an elixir that reminds me I’m home.  I breathe in deeply and celebrate a scent that must have been one of the first aromas that existed when God created the world.  We sniff our surroundings without thought, but perhaps there is nothing more evocative of our past than the sense of smell, and how blessed with are to possess such a powerful sense!  I thank you, Lord, for giving me this privilege, for providing me with this avenue to connect to the beautiful world around me, to connect with you. Amen.

Bird FightsBird Fights

Our bird feeder was the scene of an altercation this morning.  The feed we buy has a few sunflower seeds, but mostly it consists of millet and other small grains.  Unfortunately, the crows, raccoons, woodpeckers, and black birds prefer the sunflower seeds.  They squabble and squawk at one another, refusing to be fair in the distribution of the rare seeds.  Each wants only sunflower seeds; let the others have the smaller offerings.  And so we hear verbal fisticuffs as they dive, attack, and scold one another.  How like humans they are!  Fighting, shrieking, and selfishly wanting only the best.  Instead of being grateful for the gifts placed into our lives by a loving father, we struggle and battle to have all the prizes, resentful if we aren’t the winners.  Forgive us our selfishness, and help me, in particular, to learn to share gracefully, thankfully, and eagerly. Amen.