Looking at the pond, there was a noticeably bigger impact of some raindrops than others, but their size did not originate in the heavens. What if these moments are God’s little raindrops in our world?
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The little gifts here and there that pop into our lives to grant us comfort, hope if only for a moment, grace when we aren’t sure how to give it or think we cannot receive it, strength when we are too weak to know how to move forward, or the unexpected love in the kindness of another. What if this is continually falling around us…God trying to get our attention in the little things, things barely noticeable if you do not stop and pay attention. God brings the rain, the “nourishment” that we need. To grow stronger and closer in our relationship…though the Son is what gives us the strength and power to grow, our part, like the trees, is to reach up as high as we can go.īut the question becomes why and to whose benefit, right? As I watched these large raindrops fall, my thought turned to the illustration of the bigger raindrop versus the smaller ringlets from the free-falling raindrops, and this beautiful thought came to mind. While I don’t believe that the created is to be worshiped, what if this is an example for us? What if this is the way we’ve been designed ourselves? To be continually reaching towards Him. The interesting thing is that you could barely see either as they were falling it was their impact that made them more visible.Ī thought crossed my mind as I looked up at these bigger trees, that had grown taller than the others: What if this is a picture of us and why we are to seek to grow closer with God? For me, I often see these incredible paradigms in nature that declare the glory and majesty of God…these wonderful examples that call to us to remember that this world was designed and created, not by random chance, but an amazing God who is calling to each of us.Īs the thought rumbled around in my mind, I thought of how God has designed almost every plant to reach up towards the sun. As I looked up, I realized that the bigger trees leaning over the pond were collecting the smaller raindrops together and releasing a much bigger one that was creating these larger splashes. Much to my surprise, dotted among the smaller ones were these bigger splashes. You could see all the little ringlets of water as each raindrop splashed into the pond. To my surprise, the wind was still and the top of the water was like glass. For some reason, I just wanted to take in the moment with nature. It was lightly raining, ever so lightly more than a mist. It was at this bridge that I stopped with the dogs to take a look out over the water.
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It seemed to me that I had a whole neighborhood full of these trees to tell that story.ĭown the way a bit, we have a little park that has a path that winds between two small ponds. I had repeatedly found myself thinking of the Scripture where Jesus talks about trees that bear fruit versus those that do not. I am not sure if it was the dark redness of the cherries contrasted to the emptiness of a tree with no leaves, or whether it was something calling me to think deeper as the cherries hung there with hundreds of raindrops clinging to them. I chuckled at how they were continually drawing my eye on these walks. On this particular morning, they were bathed in rain drops that seem to be glistening dots of shining light reflecting the stillness of the gray day.Īs I walked by each tree, these little drops of water hanging from each berry captured my attention. Instead, they were hanging in bunches on the cherry trees all over my neighborhood. It had fascinated me as I figured the birds would have eaten them by now. Sometime in early December, I had noticed that a few of the trees still had their fruit on them. All I needed was a light rain coat and out the door we went. The street lights continued to shine despite the coming of morning, and the rain gently fell from the sky. This day, I was out the door as the sun was rising, hidden behind a large ceiling of gray, raindrop-filled clouds that seemed to hang low. For a long time, I have felt like I needed to walk on a regular basis, and with all I learned at Mayo Clinic, I really do! With the unexpected burst of warm weather and a bundle of energy in an eleven-month-old puppy, I recently committed myself to going for a morning walk.
It has been rejuvenating as well as encouraging as many January days are down-right dreary.
Here in Michigan, we have had an unusual amount of warm sunny days in the beginning of January.
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