by Czeslaw Milosz
I looked out the window at dawn and saw a young apple tree translucent in brightness.
And when I looked out at dawn once again, an apple tree laden with fruit stood there.
Many years had probably gone by but I remember nothing of what happened in my sleep.
As I sat on the couch, holding baby Jacob as he slept on my chest, I couldn't help but think about my own two "babies". It seems like just yesterday that I was holding each of them on my lap. Where has the time gone? The days have passed as quickly as an evening of sleep. The hours of the night.... gone in a blink.
Lord, help me to wake up to those things around me that are most important.