Most mornings, I wake up and go through the morning routine of fixing lunches for the kids, the daily battle of getting them to eat breakfast before school, kissing Katherine and daddy and sending them off to school and work, getting the boys showered and changed for school; then getting myself somewhat put together before heading out to drop off Joshua, or getting errands run...it's almost autonomous the mode that I work in most mornings. And while I enjoy it, I always just feel like I'm on the go. Lately though, I've had some mornings when I wake up with a song in my heart. I get up and start going through the day, and suddenly I find myself humming, quietly singing the lyrics, and sometimes even belting out the words that touch me the most. It's amazing that difference that it makes, in my attitude to serve. A few mornings, I've gotten up with the song, "You are beautiful", I don't know the entire song, but the lyrics that speak to me and I find myself singing over and over are "you are so good to me. you heal my broken heart, you are my Jesus who loves me. You are beautiful my sweet sweet song, you are beautiful my sweet sweet song, and I will sing again. You are my strong melody, you are my dancing rhythm, you are my perfect rhyme and I will sing of you forever" What a sweet reminder that He is my Jesus who loves ME! Yesterday, though the tune in my head was different, and I found myself singing "open the eyes of my heart Lord, open the eyes of my heart, I want to see. To see you high and lifted up, shining in the light of your glory, pour out your power and I sing Holy Holy Holy..." After school yesterday, the kids were playing in the backyard. The light was absolutely beautiful, and without giving it much thought, I grabbed my camera to capture my kids playing outside. After I downloaded the images onto the computer, and looked at what I had captured, I was brought to tears. The images in front of me: nearly every single picture that i had taken of my three oldest kids were close ups; their eyes being the focus of attention. The eyes beamed with beauty, there was a sparkle; a twinkle and I was reminded again of the song that God had put in my heart that morning, "Open the eyes of my heart, Lord" I want to share with you the images that spoke to me...

