tim preached on gratitude today. after finishing "the hiding place" on friday, i have a better understanding of what that really means. and how important it is in all things - big or small, hard or easy.
like walking home from church, crunching through leaves. my heart was buoyant. was it the sound of crunching leaves? no, a bit too crackly -- not the warm, rich crackle of a fire, just crackly. then, i caught a whiff of fragrance as i crunched through them. that smell. i love that smell. i thank God for thinking to let the old fallen brown leaves, which no longer look beautiful and now seem a mere annoyance to most adults, to have such an inviting fragrance.
i've never understood how some people can be unmoved by nature. its beauties and mysteries - so wide and deep.