In the golden light just before sunset, the baby leaves and buds are like haloed clouds resting across the branch tops. A little closer, and they are like green and gold lace and perfectly strung strings of peridot amidst the twigs and stalwart browns of the forest.Up close, there is a tiny world of intricate unfolding beauty to discover.
Meanwhile, I can hear nothing but spring peepers and the occasional haunting call of newly-returned loons on a nearby lake. After an intensely busy week, the wonder of it all quiets my soul, drawing me into worship, gently smoothing away the tensions and distractions.
The truth is, sometimes we just need a few minutes to be still and meditate on His wonderful works to fully restore our souls.
“On the glorious splendor of your majesty, and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.” (Psalm 145:5)