Monday, April 23, 2012

starting the day well





Now that the mornings are just cool and not cold,I feel a pull to go out to the porch to pray the Liturgy of the Hours and begin my day.

Twenty years ago, my husband and I came to an unfinished house that we now own and as he walked through the thick woods in the back, I sat on an old piece of cardboard on the slab that is now the screened-in porch.It faces West and as I sat there and took in the trees,something stirred that I had never felt before.I never wanted to leave this spot and I had to live here.Eventually that day, we had to go back to our old house and I felt a lessening of my spirits.A slight tamping down.But a seed had been planted and within months, we moved in to our grey and white refuge.

From the porch, I smell honeysuckle,watch the turkeys graze,the bluebird search,the wind tear into the pines and  thank God that the only thing I ever remembering having such a hold on me,these acres,have become mine.

I see the startlingly tall beech with its smooth bark that I always have to pat as I go by.My friend came the other day and when I mentioned that it was my favorite,she took a picture up the trunk to its beautiful foliage.I haven't looked up in awhile and was shocked at how tall it has gotten as we have lived here together.We live in a forest as the small black/grey hawk swoops down to take a poor dove away.From the porch, not a house is visible although neighbors are near if help is needed.Do all souls need this greeness,this wild nature ?

I think that we do or the Psalmists would not have gone on as they did in this morning's prayers:
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.."How lovely is your dwelling place,Lord,God of hosts....

The sparrow finds a home and the swallow a nest for her brood;she lays her young by your altars,Lord of hosts,my king and my God.....As they go through the Bitter Valley they make it a place of springs,the autumn rain covers it with blessings.....

...Let the heavens rejoice and the earth be glad,let the sea and all within it thunder praise,let the land and all it bears rejoice,all the trees of the wood shout for joy".

Lord, you place a harvest of beauty before us and I hear the honeysuckle clapping and exulting.

8 comments:

Ryan said...

Incredibly moving and stirring and beautiful as always my friend... enjoy your vistas, wind lifted perfumes and the quietness in your soul.

Ryan

sharon graham said...

Ryan,
Thank you for dropping in and making me smile with your kind words.You are always a treasured guest here.God bless-Sharon

Anonymous said...

I feel you sister; your words stir a chord in my soul. One is nearest God in His great outdoor panorama.

Nomadic by nature, I never have felt the pull of one specific place that you describe. Gods creation nevertheless called to me in all its great beauty. It speaks clearly of God's sovereignty, beauty and love.

Our famliy has been blest to live in many climes: Colorado Rockies, Adirondacks of NY, Long Island waterfront, arid ranchlands of Texas, gold coast of Miss., Asian tropical island, and flower strewn/bird decorated Florida. The sheer variety and number of insects birds, animals, trees, flowers, etc., in each area calls forth praise.

This morning, while standing my post, the sky was a rich, clear azure blue (after two days of heavy rain) with cottony white clouds skimming across it. A new bird (to me) a Swallow-tailed Kite skimmed lazily over the teetop near me. Startingly beautiful white on black colors and graceful soaring caused my joy to erupt. Unbidden, my heart sang out in praise to God from Psalm 8.

I believe reading our Bible faithfully leads us to see things with our hearts; things we would otherwise take for granted. God is 'in' His creation. To catch a glimpse of beauty is to catch a glimpse of God!

sharon graham said...

Anon,Just wonderful sharing and I believe you are right about your thoughts on daily scripture reading ...it clears the vision and keeps the focus on the positive which is another name for God....bless you and your words....sharon

kris spikes said...

It is a very special house indeed! Sean wouldn't be the man he is today if it hadn't been for that place. I hope to visit it again soon. :)

sharon graham said...

Thanks for always dropping in,Kris...I love to see your name...it was a true blessing for him,this house by the river.Love-mrs.g

Missy said...

Awww, I made the blog! Loving the honeysuckle in our back yard too right now. I keep threateneing to get rid of it, but then I think of the smell and can't bear to do it!

sharon graham said...

An honored place on my blog for sure.....keep the vine!!!