My Morning Walk

Here’s what I saw on this morning’s walk…
Snow!
Lots and lots of snow!
And deer!
Lots and lots of deer!
Dressed in the morning snow
Melting away into a white trailside cathedral
And birds!
Lots and lots of birds!
… a flicker, hugging a tree trunk
… downy woodpeckers, flitting about
… chickadees, darting from snowy twig to snowy twig
… a pileated woodpecker, the avian prize
And tracks!
Lots and lots of tracks!
Dog-like, but not a dog’s
A coyote! A gray ghost, ahead, watching, then trotting away.
And me!
… alone on the snowy path, but not alone
If you know what I mean
This is my Father’s world… 
If you know what I mean…

Sometimes There are Clouds

Sometimes there are none.

Sunny days. No shade. Cold winter nights.

Sometimes they are quite ordinary.

Sheets of gray. Nondescript. Hiding what’s behind.

Sometimes they provide interesting backdrops.

To enhance the ordinary.

Sometimes they bring what we need.

To fill creeks. To quench thirst. To water the earth.

Sometimes they’re a gift.

… If we pay attention…

To dazzle. To delight. To make us smile.

Today’s unexpected delight… Today’s gift.

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

All it takes are some lights…

or maybe Jesus, Mary and Joseph bathed in spotlights….

Of course, some sticky snow plastered on trees…

For folks to say something like, “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

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Then again…

Way back, in the fullness of time, when everything was just right…

When the Creator of all that there is came to live among us…

To be our Savior…

He kind of snuck in…

No hoopla… except…

There were the angels announcing…

To the shepherds watching their flocks…

And, of course the magi ambling in on their unique mode of transportation…

To a dusty little town in Palestine…

No lights. No snow.

No one saying that it sure looks like Christmas.

Looks are deceiving. For back then…

Christ the Savior was born, Emmanuel, God with us! Glory to God!

Today’s gift!