Morning Breaks Golden

As the sun rises over the tree- lined field, a magnificent display takes place. For just a few precious moments a priceless treasure is on display... the sunshine on the cedars. There before my eyes shines a glow of golden light across the trunks of these old trees, pruned with all their green on top. Bringing me an opportunity to worship the One who created splendid moments like this. The Light of the world. The Beauty of His holiness. What a magnificent treasure and gone in a matter or minutes. Every morning I awake and look at the windows before rising, just to see if indeed I have not missed it. Sometimes I do.

You see, last year I heard in my heart, "If a miracle was right in front of you, you would miss it."
This as I drove across our county on a highway with tall walls of stone left marked by the blasting it takes to cut a highway out of high hills made of pure rock. At that moment, the hearing moment, I turned my head to the left and coming from far above the wall came a strong splashing waterfall. Windows rolled up, left ear deaf, I would never have even known it was gushing and causing all around it to glisten in the morning sun. Ice had thawed from deep inside and now it had it's release. What a terminal natural treasure.

A couple of days later, riding down one of my usual country roads, I look to my right and in that instant a Holstein cow was standing at the edge of the rambling stream on a familiar pasture.
Just as we passed I saw her fall over sideways into the stream. Later, returning home we saw her back up on all fours, chewing her way around the field.

This may seem like meaningless babble, but the truth is life is made up of many moments that are fleeting at best. We have missed so much. Today, as I walked with my 3 year old granddaughter, hand in hand, she looked straight ahead and said, "Marmee, you are very special to me." Without a thought I replied, "Audrey, you are very special to me, too. Do you know why we are special?"
"No."
"Because Jesus made us that way."
She nodded her little head and said, "Yes, He does."
That little, soft voice cannot always be heard by my weakened ears, but today I was listening. Given the ability to hear her say something I needed to hear. Maybe she needed to hear my reply.

What path do you tread everyday? Could it be that there are miracles all around and you've, I've, missed an opportunity to see them, hear them, experience them. Take a new look at what's around you. See with new eyes, hear with new ears, be open to laughter, delight, joy and hand holding. Don't miss the miracles.

"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts....you will go out with joy and be lead forth in peace ; the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands." Isaiah 55: 9 & 12