Just because I admire them so much they get a category of their own!
Well, I made my way up Scout solo for the first time, (handicapped hound left at home),
distracted from my aloneness by the beauty along the way…
And discovering in the process that there is no aloneness when the Artist Himself guides the tour…
“One thing have I asked of the LORD, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD and to meditate in his temple.” (Ps.27:4)
–LS
And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.
For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? Rom.8:23,24
In eager expectation of what’s to come,
—LS
“I don’t think there’s any comparison between the present hard times and the coming good times. The created world itself can hardly wait for what’s coming next. Everything in creation is being more or less held back. God reins it in until both creation and all the creatures are ready and can be released at the same moment into the glorious time ahead. Meanwhile, the joyful anticipation deepens…” —Eugene Peterson’s paraphrase of Rom.8:18-21
And every springtime we get to practice the anticipation of life coming from death, beauty from drabness, warmth from chill…
On rainy afternoons such as today’s it’s hard to imagine summer sun, but there are hints of spring underway all about the yard…
In the coy beauty of a prim bud…
and the rain-drop ornaments of lupine leaf…
Spring is on the way! Resurrection life is no false hope.
