I’ve been fascinated by them since childhood and still love watching them. They fly around willy-nilly, little sparkles of light. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to where they go or when their lights go on or off. They flitter here and there, creating their own light shows for whoever cares to look. Watching them reminds me of how generous our God is. Like those fireflies, he blesses all his creatures. His sun shines on all of us; his rain falls on sinner and saint alike. In this dark world, can we be like those amazing bugs, God’s little sparks of light wherever we go, a blessing to all we meet?
All He Wanted …
One of my Texas friends had a pacemaker put in a couple of months ago. He decided it might need adjusting so he went to his heart doctor’s office and asked to see the doctor. The receptionist asked if he had an appointment, and he said no. She told him he couldn’t see the doctor without an appointment. Unhappy he drove over to his regular doctor’s office and said he wanted to see his doctor. “Do you have an appointment?” the nurse asked. “No,” he said. “Is he here?” “Yes,” she said, “but you need an appointment to see him.” Now really frustrated, he left. Then his phone rang. “If you’re having an emergency, you need to come back to the office so we can see what the problem is.” “Will I see my doctor?” “No, but we can take care of it.” “No, I’m not coming back.” And, the old cowboy didn’t. I love living in Texas!
Streaks of Red
Peeking out from one of my flowerbeds was one of my red cardinals. I call him mine because cardinals call my place home. They nest in my shrubs and roost in the taller ones at night. I love seeing little streaks of red flash in front of my windows. They say female cardinals are not as vibrant to protect them while they’re on their eggs, but why are the males so bright red? Or why is that the same with blue jays and other brightly colored birds? God could have created them all brown and gray, but he didn’t. I believe those beautifully decorated birds are just one more sign of his love for us.
Birthdays
My birthday is this week. There’s a lineup of birthday cards on my dining room table to prove it. It’s noisy around my house because two dead trees are being removed from my backyard. I asked the guy if I got a discount because it was my birthday, but he just smiled and said, “Happy birthday!” Birthdays are times to think about life and where you’ve been and where you’re going. I’m in the last phase of my physical life now. I’ve lived longer than many of my family and friends. I’m thankful but also wonder why sometimes. The Bible says long life is a blessing and my retirement years have been good to me. Whatever the reason, I thank God for the years he has given and for the everlasting years to come.
Early Morning Walks
Henry David Thoreau said, “An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.” Though I don’t always follow his advice, I do agree with him. Here in Texas in its extreme summer temperatures, early morning is about the only time to go out for a walk. But early morning is the best anyway, when you can start the day while dew is making all the grass and flowers sparkle. This earth was designed not only for sustaining us physically but also for our pleasure. Praise the Lord, oh my soul!
Who He Is …
The other day I tried to list all the attributes of God I could think of. The list kept getting longer and longer. Now I realize a human can’t come close to fully knowing who God is, but I do know, he’s overwhelming good. As I went down my list: generous, merciful, kind, compassionate, faithful, relational, joyful, patient, long-suffering, creative and on and on, I realized all these characteristics of God come under the one word love! God is pure and perfect love! It reminded me of what the Holy Spirit is doing in our lives. He’s sharing with us those same godly traits, changing us from the inside out spiritually. What a great God we serve!
Tiny Flower Lovers
It was such a pretty day, I took my breakfast out to my patio table. A hummingbird was attending to the rosebush and other flowers. Then a flash of color as a little larger hummingbird arrived. This one was ruby-throated. They’re not uncommon in this part of the country, but I hadn’t seen one in a while. Though I don’t have hummingbird feeders, the tiny birds love my flowers. I’ve seen them at my birdbath too. Cardinals and wrens build nests in my shrubs and roost there as well. The birds enjoy my front and backyard gardens as sanctuaries. That makes me happy!
Texas Flowers
In springtime the Texas roadsides are abloom with flowers. It’s like driving through a fairyland. Bluebonnets, peonies and paint brushes vie with other native varieties to make colorful, living carpets alongside the roads. We can thank Lady Bird Johnson, President Lyndon Johnson’s wife, for the splendid display every year. She’s the one who came up with the idea to beautify Texas roads. The county mowers don’t mow while the flowers are blooming so we get to enjoy them for weeks. Even the wildflowers glorify God!
Monday, Monday!
A lot of people dread Mondays. When I had to get up, shower, dress and leave in the early morning hours to commute to work after a too short weekend, Mondays weren’t the greatest. Being retired makes a huge difference. I’m still an early riser, but without the need to rush. I can relax in my robe and PJ’s while I have my coffee and do some reading. Not every day but most days there’s no big hurry to begin the daily tasks. But, either way, retired or not, let’s rethink Mondays and be glad for another day to worship our God and serve him in whatever way we can.
Face the Sunshine
One of my heroes is Helen Keller, so when I visited the National Cathedral some years ago, I wanted to see where she was buried. After asking a staff member I found her plaque in a small crypt off the Chapel of St. Joseph of Arimathea. You know her story, she became deaf and blind at a very young age. Only with the dedicated and patient help of her faithful teacher did she learn to communicate and to accomplish so much in her lifetime. She once said if you keep your face to the sunshine you can’t see the shadows. She couldn’t see the sunshine but she could feel it. Sometimes what you can’t see is what is most important of all.