Everywhere

 We know that spring is very nearly here. We can hear the birds singing, their songs an effusion of colors on the wind. There is joy in the sound. Many dread the heat of summer, which follows the spring as swiftly as an antelope its herd around the brambles of the desert. I don't. I love the endless parade of sunny days the hot season cranks out. The reds, yellows, pinks, blues of summer flowers, a profusion of love and joy sent by the Father of Lights. Speaking of lights...what about the fireflies that illumine the night just beyond my candle glow on the porch? They are magic and they are creativity and they are, also, love. The Father's love extends to us on every whistling breeze. We need not climb a majestic mountain to experience it, though He is there in the heights as well.

He is in the newborn baby's cry, the litter of kittens mewling like a living, moving, bouquet of flowers beckoning us on the journey of ownership. A journey to last fifteen years of companionship and understanding the unique personality of the creature, which reveals to us, yet again, another layer of our Creator's mind. He speaks in the love of our family and friends. Their kindness, their generosity, their faithfulness.

Where can I possibly go where Jesus is not speaking to my heart? Even in the darkest, most sin-ridden place, God would certainly whisper to my spirit, helping me to hold on until I see His deliverance from it. Even in their evil I would see the sharp contrast of His goodness, know His comfort, understand his strength as I stood in firm opposition by His power.

I absolutely love to hear thunder. I know it brings rain and, with it, refreshment for all living things. I like to read while the gale pounds. However, the thing I most love to do when the wind is tearing at anything frail, is to sleep. I know God is holding my home in His loving hands and I enjoy the peace of my shelter in His unfailing love.

I just noticed that the March winds have blown out my candle here on the screened porch. I'll light it again. And again. And again.