I walk through dining room, and I'm moving at a good clip. Then I see the tulips on the sideboard.
They're straining. They're stretching. Their slim, green stems are pressed toward the light.
And I stop.
Something here is lovely.
I think of my family, my household. I want to stretch, to lean, to reach toward the light, too.
Lord, be the light that warms us, nourishes us, sustains us.
And please keep my family reaching and stretching for You..