SUNDAY, SUNSHINE AND SMILES.

Sunday Morning Sunrise in my sky this morning

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TWd3skb-Rw

Cat Stevens - Morning Has Broken

Good Morning  - and every morning is a good morning - I am alive and well and very aware of breathing in and breathing out.   Waking this Sunday morning warm and snuggled up in my bed made me aware of the fact that I had been asleep.

It is a beautiful winter morning and the sunrise was beautiful - (must have been great for any neighbours who were awake to see me out front with bed hair and in dressing gown with camera in hand.

I have always been a morning person and valued the time before the world woke from sleep and it is cherished even more since my transplant - I am aware that I have another new day to live and breath.

There were times when I was so ill and immediately after transplant that I was afraid to go to sleep - afraid that I wouldn't wake - not rational I know - but fear isn't rational.  Listening again to Cat Stevens singing "Morning has Broken" took me back to my childhood and singing that in School Choir but it is sweeter now to me than it ever was: -

"Morning has broken, like the first morning
blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dew fall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the word"

© Eleanor Farjeon

The words "Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning" are sweet and cherished and I do value each new morning and my thoughts are flying free this morning as I have just remembered something else I used to sing as a much younger person, but the words are even more valid now:-

New every morning is the love
Our wakening and uprising prove;
Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life and power and thought.
New mercies, each returning day,

Cherish your Sunday when it arrives for you - cherish each morning and the fresh start is holds for you.

We can't change the past or undo things but we do have the chance to do things a little better on each new day.  Take the promise that comes with the morning and live life to the full, be a little kinder and share the joys that you feel in your heart.

I had a lovely dinner with two friends last night and it was a joy to sit and talk and remember things and share them.   We discussed lots of things and Narelle and I are going to do a full day course making some jewellery - I was a bit taken back that Narelle would want to come with me - taken back but delighted. So now we have to decide exactly which course and get it all booked up and then enjoy the anticipation.  

Just looking through the program for courses I have spotted another one that I may consider doing - "Knit yourself a Rainbow Scarf Shawl"   I am just so pleased to be able to be well enough to even consider these things again. 

I wish you all a wonderful Sunday and when sunset comes for you may you have a feeling of contentment in your heart that you have done your best and not wasted a beautiful Sunday.

Enjoy your family and friends, be well, be safe and be loved.   Thank you for visiting "The Musings of My Heart'