When grandkids live half a continent away, it’s a treat to get an unsolicited note.
My middle school age grandson’s simple message was, “Look what I did today.” It was followed by a few dozen photos taken on a day off from school after an overnight ice storm.
As a proud Grampa, I thought I’d share. Here are a few of his shots.
I remember back then when walking along the swamp path I remember seeing lavender, pink and orange Hugging the horizon A rich palette of color Leaking through skeletal trees Announcing the arrival of the sun To light the day.
I remember walking not so long ago Same path, same sky, same everything Yet a gray shroud laid across the sky holding back A flood of color trying in vain to influence the day Amidst steel wool clouds rolling out an even darker gray All making me wonder, why bother If there is no sunrise To light the day
Then I remembered something As I walked along the swamp path I remembered some wisdom from a friend who said Even though the kaleidoscope of morning beauty Is hidden and all seems lost, grim, hopeless Unseen on the other side of the gray There’s always a sunrise To light the day
Some think, “Um, pine trees?” Yep, they are pine trees.
Some think, “Wow, tall.” For sure, they are tall
Some think, “Magnificent.” Magnificent. No doubt.
And some think, “Cathedral.” A place for worship.
Indeed, a cathedral to worship the Creator of magnificent, tall pine trees
Psalm 100
A psalm. For giving grateful praise.
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.