Hope, Heat & Home

The other day, after a long series of rain and clouds, I woke up to two differing pieces of sensory data. The first information is that it was cold. Colder than it had been in a very long time. So cold, in fact that it broke a record for these parts as the coldest day in late October ever (ever meaning since man has measured such things).

When I entered the kitchen, I could feel the cold seep upwards from the tile. And then that second piece of information. The light in the back door window.

You see the cold of the inside as compared with the promise of the outside? The hope of warmth was like a promise that would surely come true. I was drawn to the promise of heat right out onto the backyard deck.

As you can clearly see, frost is on the deck at every place it could have condensed from the little moisture left in the night time sky.

But clearly, the deck, the shed next door and the frigid rooftops beyond cannot contain or outshine the day star we call the Sun. There is was, like a promised already fulfilled. Heat! Warmth!

So I just had to look outside in the front and take a look at what this wonderful promise keeper had done there.

There it was. The evidence that the vision of warmth of the Sun was real. Looking outward it was clear the trees quickly being filled with preserving sap was at work and the turning leaves were almost drawn to the Sun rays.

Spinning around, there was more sun fire in the tree beyond. Like a bonfire of excitement and life going on!

Up close, it is clear that this tree was in a relationship with the Sun in a way I have not entirely understood. As if to mimic the warming yellows, burnt oranges and rusty glow of the Sun, this tree seems almost to be thanking the Sun for its energy it had enjoyed all Spring and Summer long.

Then I decided to get back inside the house when a miracle all its own confronted me.

There is was, that same hope of warmth, the heat of life itself symbolized by the warmth inside! Like the vibrant leaves afire, the heat and invitation to come home was right before me.

Hope, Heat and Home. It's real and can appreciated every day of the year, if not just in the mind and heart but in reality sometimes.

So I share this appreciation with you with the hopes that you too may be warmed by the hope the Sun gives and our home as well. Love is light and warmth. Life is light and warmth. The promise of life goes on like an incessant wave on the sand.