Wednesday, June 1, 2022

Dear God,

From the upstairs window, I am looking at hundreds of yellow dogwood blossoms.  A few days ago they were only buds.  Yet, today the tree is full.  As I lean closer, I can see their centers, strong stems and green, pointed leaves that hold them and I am once again awestruck by nature's rhythm.

Such occasions return me to Ecclesiastes 3 where the author penned, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven." KJV  The daily, weekly, monthly and yearly rhythms are set by you, Holy God, which means there really is a time to be born and a time to die.  Even the dogwood tree knows its time and season.  

O God,

teach us humans

to lean

into your

divine rhythm.

Help us

to attend

to the 

meaningful cycles

of life.

Rid us

of our need

to control

what is 

naturally yours.

Thank you.

Love, Andrea