In December I started a ‘thankful for’ list in one of the shiny new journals I got for Christmas. I am in the 800s on that list. It is plain to me that God’s creation is a continual source of joy in my life. For example, in January, just about every morning, God painted the skies pink! We were short on snow, but got colorful skies instead. It seems that when I am searching for things to add to my list, nature is a frequent guest.
Yesterday my husband and I visited the wetlands at Washoe Lake. Here are some of the pictures I took. I hope you enjoy the beauty, too.
Yesterday afternoon my youngest son (almost 20 years old!) took off on a hike in the hills behind our house. He was gone for five hours – a bit stir crazy like the rest of us. While telling my husband and I about his adventure and recalling the details of the terrain after he got back, he stopped as a thought obviously captured his attention. Leaving for a second to retrieve a treasure he’d found, I wondered what he could have come home with. He stood at our bedroom doorway with a handful of wilted wildflowers, sheepishly laughing and assuring me that they didn’t look like that when he’d picked them. They were for me! My almost 20 year old son picked wild flowers and brought them all the way home in his backpack from a five hour hike – for me!
The day before that I had picked a dandelion from our back yard and given it to my middle son, Eli. I told him he could put it in his hair (haha) like I used to do when my boys picked me dandelions and flowers in their younger years. My youngest son, Kobe, had asked why they used to do that. It sounded silly to him to recall being compelled to do so. I told him that little boys love their moms and that that’s why they wanted to pick flowers for them. Fast forward a day later and that same 20 year old is now compelled to pick flowers for his mom. No need to try to explain how deeply into my heart the gesture settled, besides, I don’t know if I could do it justice.
Things like this always make me think about my relationship with God, as His daughter. When I think of how moved I was by my son’s gift to me in all its imperfect, heartfelt, sincere glory, I wonder how I can please my Father in Heaven the same way. There was no impressive show in my son’s gift. There was nobody watching as he stooped low to gather blessings for his mom. That makes it so much more beautiful. Nothing store bought could ever have moved me as this did.
“…The LORD doesn’t see things the way you see them. People judge by outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.” I Samuel 16:7
As I was opening the curtains this morning I had a thought (right about the same time all the cares of the world were beginning to take up their familiar real estate in my mind). The crystal clear thought was that today isn’t about me, today is about God. The weight of my worries instantly lifted with that thought. I felt physically lighter. Next unmistakeable thought: My life isn’t about me, my life is about God. So if each morning that I wake to a new day is all about Jesus then the only real thing that hangs in the balance is my response to Him – that God is glorified.
We need to keep our eyes on Jesus, follow Him, and seek the will of God. He leads us to life in ways that make us never forget about Him.
God goes to great lengths on our behalf to set things right (as I was just reminded by a dear friend). His love for us is immeasurable. He hears our cries and He keeps track of every tear that falls – this, the very same God Who created all things, Who is all powerful, Who counts the stars and knows them each by name.
We don’t have to figure it all out on our own or fear our tomorrows. Only we must always remember that this life is about Him.
You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in Your book. Psalm 56:8 NLT
For through Him God created everything in the heavenly realms and on earth. He made the things we can see and the things we can’t see – such as thrones, kingdoms, rulers, and authorities in the unseen world. Everything was created through Him and for Him. Colossians 1:16 NLT