:: seeing ::

Sometimes a moment

a sparkle of light

a colorful window of joy

is all it takes to spark a whisper of delight inside my soul.

I smile as the sunshine breathes 

Happy and Welcome!

My brain is full of information...

the darkness and sadness of the world tugs at my heartstrings

the broken and weeping world just outside this door...

But also?

Just outside this door

this window

there is Wonder

and Awe

in the tiniest blooms of pink and purple

I see the imagination of my Father there...

I look across the street and...

there's a yellow door almost hidden in the bushes on either side

a blue house

a yellow door

the green of the bushes

the pink and purple blooms

Then I catch the barest glimpse of a father carrying his son

they slip down the alleyway just down from "my" door

a split second of time I see them

but just that merest moment...

breathes renewal to my eyes

There is such evil, yes

such awful, heartbrokenness

things on HE can handle and fix

and yet...

and yet...

and yet...

slowly He opens my eyes

to witness

to glory in

to breathe hope in my soul

there is yet Truth

and Beauty

and Joy

in the tiniest

single

merest

quickest of moments

Never discount

the power of Beauty

of Home

of Wonder 

to breathe HIS glory

to prove HIS existence

even in moments I don't understand

HE is still and always

moving, working, changing, renewing

This world is singing His praise

and when He opens my eyes to See...

so am I

 

kara

10.15.22