There's an early morning humming, a whooshing, a gentle howl as the wind buffets buildings, wires, twigs, and leaves. Lawn remnants tumble and end up in a neighbor's hideaway. Tree branches and shrubs twist indecisively--this way or that? Robins take refuge; deer huddle in nearby woods; bunnies hover under the woodpile. The cardinal my dad made from scraps of wood, its blue button eyes the color of his, watches with interest from his perch on the deck rail.Rainfall sprinkles, smears, and then pelts windowpanes and glides downward leaving the glass cleaner than any purchased product could imagine. On the street, a stream evolves and hurries to the nearest culvert--soon to mingle with the Cedar River.... And another journey begins.Elizabeth Eaton writes, "It isn't possible to be whole apart from the rest of creation. We miss the divine all around us and deny the intimate presence of God within us. ...Human beings are part of creation. Human beings are connected to everything in the cosmos. Human beings are connected to God..."
Whether you are beholding a rainfall, the sun rise or set, a rainbow, the various creatures created by God... Whether you are listening to the wind, a child's sweet babble, a cardinal whistle.... Keep in mind that we are connected to Creation; we are connected to God.
Ears to hear
Eyes to see
Connected to Creation
Connected to God
Awesome thing, isn't it?
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