Rain here in California has been relentless for the past two months. When the sun does come out it feels like a revival. For two days now I have been able to take a walk in the mornings. Stepping outside has felt like opening an incredible gift. As E.E. Cummings described it in his poem “In Just…” The world was indeed “mud-luscious” and “puddle wonderful.” I rounded the corner by Emerson park and could almost imagine seeing the lame balloon man of Cummings poem with his bright bouquet.
This park is one I used to dream of when I didn’t live here, I always liked it. It has special fond memories for me because it was one of the parks my niece liked when she was small. There is a homeless presence now and the local school had to stop cleaning up there because needles were found. Also, there was a molester caught there years ago so Elaine has dubbed it “Pervert Park.”
On this particular day however, there were sounds of children and parents swinging their kids and so I was able to keep my buoyant mood and not be irritated.
As you can see in the picture above, Spring is finally beginning to announce its presence. God knew we would need visible signs of hope, especially after Winter. Change is such a double-sided coin. It can produce ulcers and headaches, but also feelings of gratitude and renewed hope.
The river has been drawn down as it is every year, but now it is coming back up. Mostly it just glides by soundlessly, but a couple of times a year you can hear it. Now you can. In a little while I will walk down there and take a look and how it’s rising.
Last night shortly after dark, I crept down to the river quietly in the cold. Now this was one of those wonderful little surprises God gives via Nature. The moon was almost full and as I got toward the edge of the water I saw what looked like white iridescent Chinese lanterns high up in the trees. I realized what I was seeing was the white cranes nesting, their bodies caught by moonlight. And just as I was taking in that breathless scene, a little animal scurried by. I thought it was one of the cats, but no. It was a possum meandering its way to some secret destination.
I felt like I had parted the curtain on their world and they let me in. It was magic. It was one of those thank you God moments.
Prayer for today:
Help me God to open my heart to more thank you God moments. There are so many that happen that I probably never notice. Forgive me for asking you if you still loved me on my walk yesterday. As I said it, I realized what an evil question it was in light of what you have already done for the world in send Your living Valentine, Yeshua to us. In sending Him you sent Yourself. The question always is, do I love You? Thank you for You gift of nature. Endless reminders of how much you love us. Thank you, Your girl forever.