Since Wednesday morning, my kids have eagerly jumped right out of bed.
I want to say it’s because of their excitement to learn, but I think it’s because of the baby chicks clucking softly in our front room.
My oldest checks on them daily before anyone else and reports on them to my husband (sometimes before he’s awake): “All the chicks are good, dad”, he says each day. Yesterday, he added to me “But mom, one of the chicks is bad.” I looked at him confused. “Well, he just jumped over two other chicks and woke them up! That’s bad! That’s so mean!”
I have to admit, they are very cute. And it’s really nice to have my boys interested in the chickens once again. I’m excited to see what names they come up with!
Their joy the last couple mornings is palpable… It’s so big it spills over to me almost unexpectedly.
This week, the sun came out briefly and then it went away again last night behind rain clouds and quarter-sized hail (because Texas). Inside the house though, because of the little cheeps of brand new baby chicks, there is a lot of sun shining bright.
This morning, my prayer is a favorite from Mary Oliver. May we each be able to be warmed by the light of others so we may enter this day in happiness, in kindness.
“Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.”
I mean this chick is pretty darn cute, isn’t it? Let it bring you joy this Friday!
