Enjoy the Show

When the walls start closing in, it's best to just get out.

When mess and mundane swirl about and your chest feels heavy, sky and trees have a way of pointing the narrow gaze upward and opening the tight lungs wide.

Juxtaposed against the bigness of beauty, my world feels small. And that's a good thing.

All the human talent in the universe can't match the brushstrokes of the One who keeps the tulips and daffodils looking their best. When they worship Him with their radiant heads held high, trusting Him for everything they need to live beautifully and purposefully, I'm inspired to follow their lead.

These three energetic ones begged to stay longer, to run more, to explore other trails, to watch the fish just a few more minutes. I promised to come back every week through the spring. They need it...and so do I. Their souvenirs were sticks and a few leaves stuck in their hair. Funny how the one and only Greatest Show on Earth is free.

Spring brings forth the beautiful new, offers fresh reminders that dark, wintry dormancy always births life anew if we'll just wait and trust.

And then it bids us, begs us, to come enjoy the show.

And so we did.

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God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on

trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.

~Martin Luther

{All photographs taken in our local botanical garden.}