Desktop Domain

 

Before my thoughts, surveying
Time's evidences old,
All deeds with comfort weighing
That thy handwriting hold.

-from Psalm 143 (The Sidney Psalter)

It can be a bit dreamy, imaginative, and reflective here at my desktop domain. It's a place I love coming to in the early hours of the morning, sometimes before the sun is peaking high enough to cast light through the window. Each morning this is my view. It is the spot where my journaling pages set my mornings in the right direction with reflection and prayer. With a cup of coffee within ready reach of course. I read a chapter in the Bible, currently reading through the Gospel according to Matthew. Next my current philosophy book is open for as many pages reading I can squeeze into my time (getting close to finishing Either/Or by Søren Kierkegaard). If I do have a time restraint, I will set my Minee timer for a visual representation of how much time I have.

Here is where I can let my thoughts stretch out. In my mind and onto pages. Window to my right, bookshelves to my left. An inspiring little location in my small home. I am so thankful for this little space. To have a pleasant space to sit with my journal and open up to the next blank page is a gift.

Sometimes I will jot out a story idea, with plot and characters. Sometimes I will write about an experience or something I have learned from a day or experience, which tends to provoke deeper thinking of things to work on or grow from, which then leads to prayer. Onto the blank pages often appear scribbles of prayers, because I know I need it and the source of everything I need is at the other end of that wordy jumbled prayer sentence. Thank you, Lord.

Take some slow moments for deep thoughts, musing, calm. Take a breath. Welcome a new day and all that it will bring.

Nor let thy face be hidden
From one who may compare
With them whose death hath bidden
Adieu to life and care.
My hope, let mercy's morrow
Soon chase my night of sorrow.

-from Psalm 143 (The Sidney Psalter)