March Thirtieth; Sun / son / Son

While sitting here, waiting on mom’s morning call I was feeling the sun. When I had new windows put in this room years ago, I decided not to install any sort of window covering. The back of my house faces the woods and there isn’t supposed to be anyone back there that isn’t family so the need for privacy isn’t there. I also love the fact I can see so much more now.

The morning sun is a wonderful gift. Sitting here, I watch the sun as it rises above the trees, chasing the darkness away until its time returns. Shadows of the trees stretch toward the house as the room warms from night’s chill. The plants that I have in this room, turn and reach for that light. Soon most of what is in here will be moved to outside. I try to keep as much of my plants alive over winter as I am able. Some show serious issues with the cool temperatures and lack of sunlight. I’m hoping once the last of Winter’s grasp is loosened and done away with for another season, I can move them outside and pamper them back to health.

I recently while working in the yard, cleared the leaves out of a flower bed area. Once the leaves were removed and the ground bare, the sun was able to caress the ground with its light and warmth. Almost immediately, the plants that had been waiting sprung forth and reached for that energy they had been seeking. Once I am confident it will do no harm due to temperatures, I will feed them well to go along with the sun’s kiss of life. 

One of the things I disliked about working, was being trapped inside for so many hours. The building had no windows to see outside, but thankfully there was a door that was near the lady’s restroom. I could take a peek outside on occasion. That helped but at times only made the desire to escape worse. Especially when Spring began to show after the Winter months. I sometimes feel like a plant, desiring and reaching for the sunlight. Feeling the warmth and reveling in the energy and power it gifts life with.


But..son. 

For a long time, I felt that it may not be in the plans for me to be a mother. I was after all moving into the later stages of that biological clock thing. Reaching thirty, I had pretty well set all plans and hopes aside. Then came the surprise and blessing of my son. What a journey and adventure.

He is an adult now, but I can look back and smile even through the moments of sheer frustration. The battles that he faced and endured. His struggles and his victories. The times we faced together and battles we won.

Now, as an adult, he is here for me. He helps, he teases, he teaches. And…he annoys the dickens out of me for a variety of reasons, most to get me to do things I probably wouldn’t otherwise.I am glad though, that I can also be here for him when he has issues and need a mom rescue.


Then…Son. 

 I gave and dedicated my life to Christ as a teenager. I’m a long way from being a teenager, and even though I never stopped or backed away from my faith, I did set active participation aside for a while. I think, a part of me felt that I had done so much wrong, that He didn’t want to hear from me. But even as I didn’t actively seek and communicate, He never left me.

Protecting me from things, assisting and guiding me along the way, that has lead me to here. He was with me when I was electrocuted. He was with me during an abusive marriage. He was with me during my cancer battle. He was with me at and after the death of my husband. It has been during this last year, when I was not working and distracted that He really has gotten my attention to where I have deepened my understanding. I am growing. I still have a long way to go, this journey is far from over. But I know better about the One who is with me, walking with me, and yet guiding my steps. This year, has brought me a greater peace and calm than I have ever had.


The sun, drives away the dark of night. The Son drives away the dark of sin and the emotions it brings.

The sun, warms the earth. The Son, warms the heart.

The sun, draws life from the earth. The Son, draws life from the heart and soul.

The sun, brings a smile, the son brings laughter, the Son, brings peace.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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6 Responses to March Thirtieth; Sun / son / Son

  1. Ronnale Irons says:

    twice while babysitting as a teen (in Two different houses) I had unwelcome lurkers in uncovered windows at night….Now I cannot have an uncovered window at night. no can do lol

  2. I will admit that I do have a motion sensor light in one part of the back yard and am working on getting more light available, but the dogs always let me know about any sounds from the outside.

  3. Dia Jae says:

    I think people have children later on in life these days.

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