About a year ago I started noticing the sky more. I found myself constantly looking up into the sky. Noticing the beautiful blues, fluffy whites and sometimes, at just the right time of day , I would capture a sky full of pink, purple and orange.
The other day on a drive home from football; my youngest son says to me “Mom, look at the sky. That would be a good picture”. He was right. I wasn’t aware my boys noticed how much I noticed the sky. Really how could they not. I am always taking pictures. I thought it sweet he knew how important it was to me.
I like to think in some ways I have learned how to settle down and look at the beauty around me. A part of me realizes when I started noticing the sky more is when I was most desperately needed to find answers. Almost as if the clouds would somehow craft an ‘answer in the sky’.
We all look for answers, understanding and hope in any form we can find it. We are somehow comforted by the seeking and we find relief if the result (only if it is a good result). It is not too farfetched to think the ‘answer is in the sky’. Most of us think heaven and God are above. I like to think heaven and God are all around us.
With the onset of summer heat in early March, I find myself noticing God all around me even more. I have even caught my hubby noticing things. The first was the two, very fat, mourning doves. Two this year, for my hubby and I that is a good sign. Many cardinals all around are home. We sat outside, while reading, and listening to the many different birds singing back and forth. Sounds I had never heard before, or was it I never took the time. For the past two days, one little white butterfly has been flying all around me. I can’t say each day it was the same one; regardless, the little white butterfly lets me know my father is still watching over me. It comforts me!
The smell of fresh cut grass, the neatly trimmed yard, flowers blooming, open windows, cool breezes all remind me of new beginnings. I am ready to breathe life again, to live again, ready for new beginnings.
Song of Solomon 2:11-13
New American Standard Bible (NASB)
11 ‘For behold, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. 12 ‘The flowers have already appeared in the land; the time has arrived for pruning the vines, and the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. 13 ‘The fig tree has ripened its figs, and the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come along!’”
Maybe it’s all a sign of age. I am getting older and slowing down (if that is possible). I like to think it’s a sign God is more present in my life than ever before. God is showing me, in his many splendor ways, heaven is all around us. God is all around!
Luv, luv,
Julie
