I usually go to this quiet, serene area in our town. It has been a jogging spot in the morning which turns into a rice or corn drying area at noon. It has become a known route for runners, and bikers.
Most of the time, I take my camera with me because I love watching the sunset from that part of our town. Plus I’ve always wanted to take a photo of the birds flying around that area during sunset. Provincial life? Totally!
The little boy who went with us that afternoon said that the place was nice as it was his first time to stop and appreciate the area. Most of the time, he just passes by and he never, even once took a look. He just pedals his way through.
There’s this song from our church which goes “count your blessings name them one by one, count your blessings see what God has done.” And true enough, if we count our many blessings, we will see how lucky we are. We just have to learn how to be grateful, even as tiny as to waking up in the morning.
Always take a time, as little as 5mins in a day, and try to reflect. Try to say a little prayer, to God or to the stars even and see how the universe would turn differently. This time, better.