The jeweled leaves scattered like gems spilling from a chest of treasure, reflected the setting rays of light. How does one see that and not be drawn to kneel low to view so much momentary beauty.
Crawling low to frame the image and catch the light’s stream across the park’s wide yard, clicking repeatedly as the sun slid steadily beyond the horizon. Leaves casting transparent color and curving form against emerald grasses.
In the grass, seated on that carpet of verdant green; how long had it been since I last felt the surface of soft living turf… countless times; walking by this miniature world raising spires of green praise to the sun, to Creator God… me, passing it by without a thought.
Barbara Brown Taylor writes in An Altar in the World, of Jesus’ walking into the countryside, by the sea, into the desert, and from town to town. This gave Him time to move slowly, to notice the vineyards, to look up into the sycamores, to see the people, the sparrows, the lilies of the field, the bushes seeming to burn brightly, and to hear God’s voice.
A slower pace can become an act of reverence.
An appreciation of minute details heightens a sense of sacred design and holy presence.
“Remove the sandals from your feet,
for the place you are standing is holy ground.”
Exodus 3:5
Linking with Weekend Whispers, Monday's Musings, and Coffee for Your Heart.
I love this: "A slower pace can become an act of reverence." I am a walker but it's been awhile since I walked outdoors and appreciated His work. I think it's time for a slow walk in the yard :) Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful and so needed. Thank you for blessing us with your words.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful words to bring in the weekend. :)
ReplyDeleteYour reflections of the light and the moment at hand are encouraging and filled with thankfulness, Lisa - cherishing to see the beauty and miracles around us! And thank you for the link to the book!
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