Coffee and tests and morning drives [There is another sky]

This weekend was one of those weekends you can't really wait to get over with. I survived round 2 of SAT's this Saturday - hopefully I did even better and 6 endless hours of my time which I can never get back will pay off. For those who know me, you'll know almost first off that I'm not a morning person... at all... however, I will say that I was rather proud of myself for waking up, making coffee and being all ready to go bright and early before 7:30 am. Apopka High is right down the street, so I got into my truck at 7:20 am and headed towards my destination. The area in Apopka where I live must be one of the only hilly places in Florida - it's quite pretty, actually, driving down roads that wind and shape to the contours of the green and grassy hills, dotted with oak trees, ponds and lethargic cows. Turning onto the street that would take me to the school, I was rather shocked to find a very pleasant surprise waiting for me - the road was enveloped in fog! The hill rose before me, enveloped on either side by hills, and to my left lay two ponds. The sun was just rising over the hill, still yet to gain later-day strength, the sky was a brilliant autumn-blue, pink and orange -- and cloudless. It was like entering another world, a faerie-land, a place that exists only in story books and old hidden away child's dreams. I can't quite describe its beauty - but as I intook a breath and drove as slowly as I could along, the world was perfect for that moment, and God's glory was truly apparent to me.


Maybe I should contemplate waking up early more often.


... just not tomorrow.




There is another sky
Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!