Wednesday, April 20, 2011
This winter seemed particularly long to me. I counted the weeks, the days until surely spring would arrive. During the counting and the dreariness I remembered a long ago day 40 years ago in Fort Wayne, Indiana. My husband and I were just coming home from church and pulling into our driveway. Our first born was a precocious four year old little girl who was already reading Nancy Drew hardback books. As we stopped the car she asked a question, “Mommy, may I wander over and marvel at the flowers?” I was pretty use to her speaking in such a formal way but sometimes I wondered if she knew what she really meant. So I asked her. She replied in an assured voice, “to look at with awe and amazement!”. I laughed and replied that she certainly could.
Isn’t that what we do every spring? We simply look at God’s creation with awe and amazement and our hearts rejoice. Thanks be to children that remind us. Thanks be to God for all.