“Nature was one of the key forces that brought me back to God, for I wanted to know the Artist responsible for beauty… such as in the intricate designs on a butterfly wing.” – Philip Yancey Like a wisp of paper, these wings allow light to breathe through and lift this creature to sky, toContinue reading “Delicate Wings”
Tag Archives: creation
Abba
He casts the stars on an endless canvas, brushes the sky with rays of amber, supplies us with every variation of peach, sets our morning aglow in lavender and pinks, lights a fire on evening’s last glance before it slips beyond our horizon, nestles us beneath a canopy of violet, lulls us to a welcomeContinue reading “Abba”
The Wide-World
The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. —Song of Solomon 2:12 The wide world opens in this lilac-eyed daisy with its glacier white petals and streaks of ice-blue, a treasury of beauty on one single, unassuming bloom, and it awakens this fieldContinue reading “The Wide-World”
Asea
May the sea roar and all it contains, the world and those who dwell in it. — Psalm 98:7 I saw this picture of the sea, the saturated sand, the gray, salt-mist, the line of foam from the fallen crest, and some deep need to walk out into that cold water spray that tingles ourContinue reading “Asea”
Blooms of Joy
Joy is the serious business of heaven. — C.S. Lewis We hold the light of a single bloom, the beauty of a life given, a gift of truth lavished upon each wonder of creation, so let us shine as luminaries of kindness, humbled by the Love that made us, surrending a joy the emanates intoContinue reading “Blooms of Joy”
A Calm that Follows
He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves. — Psalm 107:29 That far off rumbling makes me think of mountains and great oceans, the prowling wind through aging rock or collapsing giant waves against a rugged shore, and I strain to hear the tapping, the end- drops, the run-off through the eaves, Continue reading “A Calm that Follows”
Notes of Santa Fe
The bells began, the clouds rolled in, the rain-cooled breezes moved along the adobe walls, drifting around, swirling down through the sprawling conifers, and everything seemed to pause, accept this moment’s reprieve from the high-noon sun, and we found a bench, surrendered ourselves to contemplation, heeding the notes of peace in the rhythmic ways ofContinue reading “Notes of Santa Fe”
Sway
Just one more look, one more going over the petals and gazing through the limbs, waiting, still, hoping a butterfly will land, one more moment with the sun against my skin, one more listen to the wind mingling with bird- chatter, just a little longer to sway in calming rhythm with the trees, a littleContinue reading “Sway”
Silent Conversation
“With a bound, the sun of a molten fiery red came above the horizon, and immediately thousands of little birds sang out for joy, and a soft chorus of mysterious, glad murmurs came forth from the earth; the low whispering wind left its hiding-place among the clefts and hollows of the hills, and wandered amongContinue reading “Silent Conversation”
Pauses
“Man has created some lovely dwellings — some soul-stirring literature. He has done much to alleviate physical pain. But he has not…created a substitute for a sunset, a grove of pines, the music of the winds, the dank smell of the deep forest, or the shy beauty of a wildflower.” Continue reading “Pauses”
Poetic Meanderings 