I Walk, Nature Talks

   God continues to use three dogs to push me out the door to PLAY!. With headphones on, usually I dance and stop every now and then to throw that tennis ball--sometimes getting frustrated for I am into the SONG and the STEPS and the MOMENT.  UGH! "Quit chewing that ball, and just drop it!" My quality time started to become less fun.

   But of late, God has me just walking and looking at all the wonders of His creation. In the previous months the tree branches would be my cheerleaders as I dance and seem to say, "YEA, you go girl!" (Remember, I am 71 and need to MOVE IT!)
But now that the leaves have abandoned the limbs and branches, I am impressed with another message. "Be steadfast, be faithful and trust in the Creator God. See, we grew from a tiny seed, the process was long, just as your journey has been from the seed from where you began. It has been hard at times, weather could be rough, our life in danger or the sun could be really hot and we grew thirsty.   But, we were just to be---be the tree, planted where we are. Our branches were once weak and spindly, going in different directions with twists and turns; but with time they grew longer and stronger and stretched upward in praise of the One who made us. BUT look at us NOW!! Look at the awesome mighty tree that gives home to squirrels, the birds and a place for them to sit and survey that strange woman down there."
"Hello there Mr. Dove, or is it Mrs?" I smile, for yes who is that looking down at me? Thank you God for sending Your special visitors to me.
And the sky, sometimes clear beautiful blue. But sometimes as today, So many variations of colors, shapes, and types as blustery winds blow a front through. The day began with thunder, lightening and rain, but now at 3pm, as I walk and throw that ball---there is blue poking through at times as the wind shifts and moves all those many different clouds away. The message is strong---"Times are changing, the Spirit of God is moving amongst the people. You must trust in My Love for you, My Mercy too---But times are changing as they must for new life to begin."
    My dancing has changed more to just walking of late, and stretching arms up as high as they can go---in praise, in thanksgiving ---and in knowing the Father is reaching out for those arms of His child. "Come," He calls, "let us be one in the knowing I am here." The warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze touches the upturned face. Again, I smile, for yes Who is that looking down at me? Thank you God for sending Your special messages to me.