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I'm currently sitting by an open window listening to the sounds of my youth.

As a young girl I spent the summer weekends at my Grandma's cabin. The sun would break over the mountains and the world would come to life with the singing and chirping of the mountain birds, and the sound of the gentle lake waves slapping the beach. The crisp mountain air surrounded me and I would fill my lungs.

I would wiggle in anticipation becuse in a matter of minutes I would be realeased. Released to the beach, the sand, and the water. I loved that freedom and the sunburns.

Today, a few years later as I sit on that lake those young girls memories fill my thoughts. Life has certainly changed from those days. I don't think I will ever feel as free as I did at that time. The responsibilities of motherhood, of family, and life weigh heavy. It is a burden I don't have to fully carry, but my faith is weak and I have never shared my burdens well.

However, mornings like today when I can feel the joy of a young girl race through my mind.  I am reminded of a few profound truths. First, God is good and has provided us with beauty that can not deny his love for us. Second, Life is meant to be lived with joy and faith. Finally, taking a time out can lighten the load.

In just a little while I'm going to be released to the sun and water and I plan on finding the freedom and joy of today.
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