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| Just look at those shadows |
As I sat alone on a bench in the grounds of my home the other morning, I started to pray. It was one of those days when I was not sure what I would say so I just started to thank the Lord for all I could see, hear and smell. It went something like this -
Thank you for bringing me here to this amazing place Lord, thanks for the birds singing, the mist on the grass, the magnificent swan in the front water, the noisy geese flying overhead and the moos from the cows in the next field. Thanks also for the lilies in the water, the scent of the firs and in fact all the beautiful trees, oh yes the trees Lord, nothing in your creation is boring.
It was that last thought that really struck me, nothing in God's creation, in nature, in the flora and the fauna is boring. Every item is unique and interesting. I started to look at the panorama I could see in front of me, at the strong vertical lines of the cedar tree, at the triangular angles of the firs, at the 400 year old mighty oaks standing tall, at the drooping branches of the weeping willow hanging over the water. Each one different and each beautiful in its own right.
After a while I got up to walk back home and I headed through Target woods, I stood under an oak tree and admired the shiny and smooth acorns, so green and growing larger by the day. I saw then a small sapling next to it, a few years back an acorn must have taken root and now it sits in the shadow of its parent tree, two trees the same but so different.
I started to think about how interesting trees become as they get older, they lose branches, gain bulbous growths and become twisted and out of shape. Most of the trees we have in the 220 acres here could not be described as perfect specimens of their species but all of them could be described as glorious works of art.
As I walked back home I mused the point that all trees are glorious works of art and that it is right and perfect they are all different. This got me thinking about why so many people want to be the same, what is it that makes slim the right way to be? Who says my hair should not be grey? The older the tree in the forest the more interest it holds for me as I imagine its history, surely that is the same for older people? The wisdom and experience they hold makes them beautiful and interesting and unique.
I need to remember the lesson of the trees and know that I am beautiful because I am God's glorious work of art.
Psalm 139: 13-14
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
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| Looking out across the lake |
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