<![CDATA[Spring Morning After Berry As morning fog billows on the pasture hillside at the intersection of dawn and full light, the great boiling ball creates glistening diamond dew crowning brome, curly dock, red clover, and alfalfa. Accompanying is the caw of red-wing blackbird underneath the melody of western meadowlark. Chicks that have left their brooder, scratch their way to what is good and healthful. I am arrested in the moment standing in still air, toes soaked, arms akimbo with fists at my hips. Sounds are pure and clear as I squint at the rising orb when even the wing feather of passing dove is heard. I suppress the reel of the city winding me in to itself. Pausing here, in this bucolic moment, I breathe easy and even, my shoulders and neck decompress and I feel creation’s power as God’s gift of love, this our intended home where worship feels natural and right. ]]>
Thank you Dan for these encouraging words. It really does not take rocket science
to mimmik Gods design. I just come in the homestead for a break from farm work.
Set out a pad for silo concrete pad this morning. Just now I planted 3 trees.
Just by looking how God has done it in the vergin forest on the farm I learn how to
Thank you for the comment, Wilhelmus. Yes, God’s wonders are all around us in creation and we only have to observe to learn from God’s design. Then, we give God the glory for what He has done.