Rainy Day Glory

I took a regular old neighborhood walk today,

around Wildwood. It was raining and I didn’t particularly feel like a walk (though Louie did). But I had a notion it would do me good. And so it did. I came back revitalized, feeling better than I’ve felt in days. Yes, my coat was wet and beginning to soak through but my soul was refreshed because even on the rainiest, gloomiest, most cloudy of days, God is good and accents my world with spots of beauty. How much would I have appreciated this fire engine red tree had it been a sunny, sky blue day? But today, against the backdrop of gray sky it shouted its glory!! God is great and God is good and God in His utter holiness is BEAUTIFUL. I think He gives us glimpses of His glory in the things He has made and always there is some token of His love set in our path if we are not afraid to take a walk in the rain.

Wishing you glory in the rain!

Ladybug and ‘Capetillar’ Daze

Have you ever seen ladybugs swarm? Neither had I till today. Must have been the radiant sunshine. Sarah was standing at the sliding glass door and noticed a ladybug and then two and three… and then all sorts of them bustling about on the door and the side of the house. Then we looked and the air was filled with the little winged fellows zipping about looking for a cozy place to hide for the winter.

This hibernation idea seems to be catching…The Bearded Woolly Bears (caterpillars mind you) are out in mass today too. I walked down the highway for a bit and saw dozens of the fuzzy crawlers in various states on the warm black asphalt. My guess is they are drawn to the warmth and then only too late discover this is NOT a safe place to curl up for the winter! Oh dear. (I redirected this one to the bushes. ) Apparently these caterpillars produce their own anti-freeze in order to weather the winter. Then in the Spring they get on to pursuing their destiny– becoming Isabella Tiger Moths!

Well I turned off the highway up an old logging road that now treads through a cleared landscape giving an awesome view out over Malaspina Strait. I found a dry spot to sit and take it in– just a tumble of abandoned logs with grass and ferns popping through and trailing blackberry clambering over….a spot to nestle in and feel the sun hot on my face and listen to the young alders do their song and dance and hear far off the gentle hush of a lonely stand of old firs, left to grandparent the next generation. And before I knew it I was curled up and in hibernation mode–recharging my batteries with the stillness and peace…

Up Scout Mountain

It was one of those glorious Fall days when the air is crisp and the sun is shining and you simply must get out and do something!
Heading up our local little ‘mountain’ is always its own reward.  Today was no exception!
Louie and I met Jim up top.  He prefers the direct route up the face and I the meandering one that gives you time to think and sing and well, to trudge I guess.  The process is part of the joy for me.
The song resounding in my head today is a new one to me
Hallelujah to my King! by Paul Baloche and Brenton Brown
Funny thing was, instead of singing out loud I was practicing a little sign language (I’ve been teaching myself  Sign Language using worship songs) as I traipsed along, unawares there were a couple hikers at a viewpoint I was passing.  Hmm… not sure what they thought I was waving my arms about for.  Oh well.  Probably it was only me that thought anything of it.  Almost never anyone else on the trail…
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At the top we shared snacks–orange chocolate truffles! (Jim’s idea) and an apple (mine)… then I huddled up against a rock in the sun but out of the breeze, and listened to the wind in the pine boughs and squinted out at the brilliant dimpled surface of the sea with the sun reflecting off its face and thought about God’s glory and other more down to earth things, like creating a blog to record my ponderings…
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“…Oh what peace the Spirit of Jesus brings
through the trials He will carry me…
One day, in Heaven, our eyes will meet
Filled with wonder, all the saints will sing…
Hallelujah ! What a Savior/ I owe everything to Him
Hallelujah! What a Savior/ Hallelujah to my King.”