I meant to bring a lit anthology, but I left it at home. I didn’t expect to have time for it. But it turns out that I have time for it. Instead of reading — since reading was not on the options list, and the conversation I came to have did not happen — I took a walk. There was time to see the way the Nandinas of the far side of the library are so many shades of rust and red. Time to notice the way the trees are gold against the blue and gray sky. Last night the clouds were like the graphite smudges left-handed students sometimes leave on the desk after an exam, and under the sky there were deer in their new dark coats grazing beside the road. This morning I read of how David wrote a thanksgiving song for the day the Ark of the Covenant was brought home to its tent. In the middle of that song is this section:
Sing to the LORD, all the earth! Tell of his salvation from day to day. Declare his glory among the nations, his marvelous works among all the peoples! For great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised, and he is to be held in awe above all gods. For all the gods of the peoples are idols, but the LORD made the heavens. Splendor and majesty are before him; strength and joy are in his place.
Strength and joy are in his place. And we who belong to Christ will one day be there, in his presence, partaking of that strength and of that joy. “Good” is an insufficient word to describe how that day will be, and giving thanks is exactly what we should do.
Today I link up with Kate Motaung and the Five Minute Friday flash mob, writing on her prompt, “Notice.” These are just things I’ve noticed . . . . because linear thinking wasn’t working today. Use the button above to visit her site and read more about it.
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