Whistle

Distant fields, in the shadow of the hills, glisten this morning.

The light frost quickly yields to the rising sun and melts away.

Deer gather for a leisure breakfast.

I sit by my window and snuggle down with my Bible and notebook.

Times of refreshment fill me with peace, comfort, and contentment.

A distant train whistle reminds me of my list of things to accomplish.

I will not be sidetracked.

I will gather nourishment needed for a vibrant day.

I will whistle the tune the LORD gives me.