We, in our busyness, often do not spend enough time with NATURE, to feel the wind on our face, to touch the warmth of the soil God has provided us. We seldom even have a minute to enjoy a bird song, right in front of our home. We are just tooooooooooooo busy.
Search for God amongst the trees I was told once. Indeed I did!!
Vestigia
I took a day to search for God,
and found him not.
But as I trod by rocky ledge,
through woods untamed,
just where one scarlet lily flamed,
I saw His footprint in the sod.
Then Suddenly,
all unaware,
far off in the deep shadows,
where a solitary Hermit Thrush
sang through the holy twilight hush
I heard His voice upon the air.
And even as I marvelled
how God gives us Heaven here
and now in a stir of wind that hardly shook
the Poplar leaves beside the brook
His hand was light upon my brow.
At last with evening as I turned homeward,
and thought what I had learned
and all that there was still to probe
I caught the glory of His robe
where the last fires of sunset burned.
Back to the world with quickening start
I looked and longed for any part
in making saving beauty be
and from that kindling ecstasy
I knew God dwelt within my heart.
Bliss Carman
Note: Bliss Carman, a Canadian, wrote this poem in the summer of 1919, following a long walk through the woods and hills of the Catskill Mountains in New York State. The first stanza describes Carman’s search and subsequent discovery of God in nature. Every day we have opportunity to make the same discovery as Carman. We will find God in nature if we keep our eyes open. When we are outside this summer sitting in our yards or visiting distant places, let us seek God in flower petals, fuzzy caterpillars, rocks, and rainbows. I am confident that if we seek God we will not be disappointed.
Prayer:
Dear God, like Bliss Carman, may we confidently state that we have searched and seen your footprint in the sod, heard your voice upon the air, and caught the glory of your robe. Amen.
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