God is reminding me just how broken I am with all the injured yellow butterflies He sends to me. The one this morning fluttered by so close I could see each tear in her delicate wing, keep flying girl! We are in the mountains this week, staying with my dear friend in her family’s old, well cared for farmhouse. A large creek fills the low land behind the big house. It gurgles over rocks and boulders and at one point creates a lovely cascading waterfall. The constant waterfall will lull you into a peaceful state of rest and calm. This continual sound of moving water feels like warm caresses of God, loving me, loving me, never changing and strong.
The cows graze all around us just feet away, uttering deep noises that jar you in early morning slumber. Truly I understand why some refer to the mountains as God’s country, for surely He is here. God is revealed in each living creature and moment of beauty. There is something ancient and deep about connecting organically with the land, the soil and nature. It grounds me, carries me back to childhood, connects me to my creator.
Quietly, softly without pretense the tall grasses stir my soul, butterflies flutter thru the catacombs of my longings for simplicity. Blades of bright green grass dance with the gentle breeze moving across this mountainside.
The trees are deeply rooted, older than dirt and massive, and this morning the giant oak keeps the early sun from my eyes. The mountain air is basking in freshness, alive -filling my pores with renewal and strength. It makes me wonder what stories the trees have to tell, standing majestic and time worn with the earth’s secrets kept locked inside the trunk and bark and leaves and branches.
My black rocking chair creaks and groans over the old boards of this porch as I write. Today is so special, it is the 2nd anniversary of my sweet sis leaving us to be with Jesus. My heart still breaks over her passing, and my faith is the only way I make it. This glorious morning in the mountains I carry on sis, I carry on.
Oswald Chambers reminds me in his devotion today to “beware of not acting upon what you see in your moments on the mountaintops with God.” I promise God I will continue to breathe in your beautiful mountains for I know You do not take away my trials and grief, instead You give me hope, power and the grace to endure them.
Thank you God for being in all my moments. “My presence shall go with you and I will give you rest.” Exodus 33:14
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