- fresh-baked bread this morning, the smell of it filling our nostrils before we’d even climbed out of bed;
- many new bread-making recipes to try;
- the taste of cinnamon in your coffee–and it’s even GOOD for you!
- Lilacs blooming nearby;
- Lily of the Valley budding everywhere;
- a clear sky with glorious fluffy clouds;
- the sound of LEAVES rustling!!
- beautiful words in this morning’s reading–
“As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things.” (Ecclesiastes 11:5)
Thoughts on today’s verse:
I don’t know. I don’t know! That has to be one of the hardest phrases for us to use. [We can certainly relate… we don’t know about all this wheat-allergy and Crohn’s-disease stuff…] …He is the Mystery of mysteries. He is the supreme knowable Unknown. Yet what we do know of Him, what He has revealed to us in Jesus, is not only mighty and awesome, but loving and merciful.
To you, O Lord God, I can only offer my wonder and awe. When I consider the universe in which our tiny blue planet spins its existence, I am humbled at your vastness. But at the same time, I treasure your nearness. …Thank you for being accessible but not penetrable.
Walk to Rivendell: Farmer Maggot’s lane meets the Causeway to Buckleberry Ferry.