One of my favorite moments was when, while standing outside, i noticed all these fluffy white dust bits being carried in the wind. upon closer inspection i suddenly realized what i was watching flutter and dance past me: wishes. these were all pieces of dandelion (flowers/weeds) forced, by the breeze, through an old world they have never seen before. later with justin, i shared how much that moment touched me. Not just for the child in me, who instantly attempted to catch these little buggers and claim my wish, as they were never specified by the wind. it also caught the attention of the child in me who's hope is to learn more about her Lord. my thought (*4) was this: how great is our God to have the knowledge of (*5) this soft spring breath that would carry these seeds through the air, dispersing them in various, random places? not only that but, while he may not be concerned with focusing on the specific moment, He does-in his infinite wisdom- know where every single seed will end up. the ones that will take root, those that will falter once they do, and the other who will, one day, add their own seedlings to the passing wind. the beauty of these truths astounds me. He also knows which seeds will be picked by His children and be wished upon, which just conjurs up way too many rabbit trails. to not be connected with nature, and His work in it, suffocates my heart of hearts. i need to be sure to give myself time to be overwhelmed by His creation...especially when the air is full of wishes.
* these will help you read through my thoughts, i've got far too many rabbit trails.
4 (and by "my" i really mean j/k's)