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.
I couldn’t resist posting a few more pictures after taking my camera for a walk on this Christmas Day afternoon.
This is my Father’s world.
Today’s gift.
I planted
Just at the right time
Late spring
A tuber
I waited
It sprouted
Right through the soil
Right on schedule
Green leaves
I waited
It grew
Taller, branching out
Just as predicted
More green
I waited
It thrived
Basking in the sunshine
Blooming time approaching
No buds
I waited
It continued
Growing in good soil, drinking pure water
Doing what dahlias are created to do with
No flower
No bud
No hope?
Yet, I waited
Then
It budded
Round, smooth swelling
In anticipation of
A flower
I waited
I waited
I waited some more
Then
Behind schedule… My schedule?
It bloomed
A single yellow pinwheel of petals
Right on time, the Creator’s time
A gift
Today’s gift. Worth the wait.
My hunt for those blooming trillium has been going on for a week. I’m confident that the day will come and I’ll be able to enjoy them in full flower.
In the meantime, here’s what I found on my walk today.
Anticipation (as hard as it is for me to wait) is still today’s gift.
Walk as Children of Light 