Sounds of Saturday Morning

April 25, 2009

Sounds of Saturday Morning

As I woke I could hear the whoosh, whoosh of the African broom along the cement driveway and I knew the boys were up sweeping. It was Saturday morning and the children were doing there weekly house chores. When I ventured down the hall to the bathroom and could hear Jim snoring. As I reached the bathroom I could hear little Deon and Duke in their room chattering in little kid Luganda to their Mummy and Daddy. Walking back by the kitchen Robyn greeted me with her cheerful”Robyn Good Morning”. When I greeted her back I could hear her preparing coffee and the bubble of the coffee pot. The house was full of morning sounds, of people waking from their slumber and stirring about to start their day.

I headed back to my room to read the Bible. While I read God’s word, I could hear the pounding on the cement of little John and Moses feet, as they run by my window. The next thing I heard was the joyful sound of their laughter. They were on the tire swing in the front yard. I tried to focus on my reading, but couldn’t help but listen to their sounds of happiness. Not long after that some of the other children joined in. Their laughter and voice melded into a harmonious sound of friendship, love and happiness.