A Wildflower Morning

  There's a lesson that my little garden spouts teach so well.  It's all about the light. There's nothing more important.  Growth only happens in the light.  It's worth reaching for. Leaning.  Stretching. Reaching.  Soaking in all the light you can find.  The light helps little plants green, grow, warm. The light of God warms me too.  I can't get enough.  Time spent with God in the quiet of the morning goes by so quickly.  It makes all the difference.  Leaning on God.  Stretching for more.  Reaching.  Reaching.  I just love soaking in the light of God.

Yesterday I found the first crocus of the year, in our yard. The sun was shining then on it's golden petals, polishing them to a sparkle. This morning the sky is overcast, so the little flower is holding it's promise closed, but it is still there, waiting for the sun to warm them again. Yesterday, after savoring crocus yellow, I searched for more signs of spring. It was very quiet outside, no wind, no tractors in the field, no cars on the road, no tweetering finches. Everything was so very still, so I could hear the first sounds of spring. Last fall our elegant maple trees let down their leaves to insulate the flower beds against the winter cold. Most of the leaves blew away in the stiff December winds, to compost in some distant field. But some remained to shelter the daffodils and narcissus bulbs until February began to warm. I stood there listening, my ears drawn to faint trembling, the sound of bulbs pushing green leaves pushing promise up through last summer's re...

It has been foggy here for endless days. Looking out the window, most days I can't even see as much as you can see in the picture above. The temperature hovers at freezing, or below, while I shiver. I need sun. I start dying when I can't see the sun, the strong pull drags me down faster the gravity. This week I knew I was in trouble by the weekend. Nothing tasted good. By Tuesday I was crying. Not even my full spectrum light was helping. Now I know why all those snowbirds go to Arizona in the winter. I'm ready to go with them, and I'm not retired. Talking with some friends about it did help some. Yesterday was a tear free day. But I needed sun! And today God gave some to me. Really! We could see the sunrise this morning. And there is blue sky out there. We took a walk first thing, and went the full two miles, just so we could soak in more. At the beginning of the walk I was still down, even though I knew I should be so happy. My mind was still in the ...

We were talking about all the Christmas lights that people are putting up in neighborhoods everywhere this time of year. There seems to be something that attracts us to light. It makes ordinary homes sparkle when there are no longer green grass or flowers, and when the night falls early every evening. We went ice skating today also. Young son playing tag the whole time, daughter's friend skating round and round, and daughter helping little girls learn how to stand on their own. Who had the most fun? Young son was sure that he did, because he was playing hard and fast the whole time. Daughter's friend thought she did because she enjoyed the entertainment. And daughter said she did because she was helping people. Isn't that interesting? Really, they all did have fun, but who had the most fun? Daughter said it is like the difference between eating a cookie and eating a salad. A cookie is more fun for the moment. It tastes great! A salad, though it tastes less excit...

Time alone with God morning light dawns in my heart a new day Petunia petals a light with morning freshness capture my eye, capture my thoughts. I choose to dwell on light, light through the window, light on a face, light words from the throne, words of grace, light, power, energy, transform my thoughts, transform my face, enlighten the whole room every corner, every being brighter, catching sparkles, thoughts dancing around YOU, Great God, Source of my light. I am singing with "grace in my heart to the the Lord". (See Colossians 3:16.)