“Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.” – James Russell Lowell
Born… I love late Spring when the whole world seems to be coming alive. All seems to be born anew after a long winter’s nap. It is a slow birth with much detail I have noticed. The last few years I have been trying to be more intentional with being present. Due to some injuries, even my exercise time has been opportunities to slow down and notice. I have been walking more, and stopping more. I have been taking time to listen, look, and even smell this new birth, the mud, manure being spread, streams flowing, the blossoms, the sounds of the birds and all their babies begging for food, as if the parents might forget, the chipmunks, red squirrels, and grey squirrels all chatting up a storm. So much life. It reminds me that there is an invitation to join in with all of Creation in declaring God’s glory. There is a reminder to choose to hope for the Kingdom that is being birthed, and to be intentional to see the beauty, and thank the Creator. There is an invitation to join the Creator in birthing new beauty, and shining His light into the darkness. We are invited to be born anew with each new day, full of God’s mercies that He promises are new every morning.