A few days ago, I was walking the dog in my backyard. It was one of those days the weather was just perfection in every way. The temperature, the sunshine, the breeze; one of those days people always say they wish every day was like it. I suppose the lure of it all caused me to close my eyes and turn my face toward the sun. It felt wonderful….the warmth on my face, the gentle breeze touching my skin, the songs of the birds entertaining me. I instructed myself to take long, deep breaths and open my being to the feelings I was experiencing from the simple, yet powerful, story of nature around me.
I had an array of thoughts as I stood there. My first was why had I ignored this? Stupidity on my part, as God had provided these pleasures and contentment for my soul and I had totally passed it off without acknowledgement or thought. So small in comparison, but like when I write and it stirs emotions for someone, what appreciation there is for the acknowledgement. I’m sure it pleased God that I had noticed and, furthermore, appreciated His miraculous gifts of creation and comfort.
I felt such peace as the warmth from the sun seemed to resonate through me. I was encouraged and truly uplifted by the power of this heavenly light. The breeze that floated across my skin reminded me of when another person passes close by and stirs the air around your being. I allowed myself to remember the many times loved ones had walked beside me and the laughter and conversation that was enjoyed. Taken for granted at the time, it is a precious treasure of a memory now.
The symphony the birds offered was true harmony. Each had its own melody, but the chorus was in unison. It was a language all its own, but simple to understand. There was joy expressed from this feathered community. How could I not be enveloped by the sheer happiness of the bird’s voices? They were very adamant in their opinions of the beautiful day.
And there was peace. If only for those few moments, there was undeniable peace. It is offered to me every day in many ways, yet I ignore it. I don’t do so purposefully. Like everyone else, I normalize my environment and often get caught up in the struggles of life, failing to recognize and enjoy the miraculous gifts around me.
All too often we expect something to be perfect before we give recognition. For example, if the temperature had been too hot or too cold or the clouds had hidden the sun, I most likely would not have reacted to the surroundings the way I did. I would have missed the inner peace I enjoyed and I would have missed the message I felt unfold while I stood there with my face tilted toward the sky.
It’s no wonder people are so frazzled and overwhelmed. The busyness of life is stealing the joy. We are thrown into the chaos, to some degree, whether we want to be or not. Of course, we all have responsibilities and ownership of our own person. But what importance do we place on the simple things? We, as a society, are so caught up in demands and turmoil, we fail to seek out or even notice the substance of life that is right before us. We have become so materialistic that is has truly robbed and blinded us to what matters or should matter. People striving to have more “things” while giving little or no investment to time spent together, laughter, appreciation of a deep breath to calm and restore the soul.
I believe God supplied me with refreshment He knew I needed when I allowed myself to embrace what was around me. That is only a sampling of what lies beyond the clouds. I won’t wait for a perfect day to feel the warmth of the sun on my face, a breeze float across my skin, or truly listen to the birds sing. I will be more diligent to listen to the rain, see the joy in a child’s eyes as they tell a story, watch as those I love enjoy each other’s company, sit in the rocking chair on the porch and watch the day turn into night. When was the last time you closed your eyes and turned your face toward the sun and felt its warmth? It will give you more peace than you can imagine.
I’ll see you on the flip side……