March was a challenging month bearing
difficult news to process. The tight squeeze of the uncomfortable
stuff of life delivered a sudden urge within me to be in open spaces.
I had to find a reasonable place to satisfy it. I am certain the urge
had been growing inside me without my giving it attention for some
time, but suddenly I was overpowered; I had to take to the road and
find a nature fix. The joy being out in nature brings to me is so
surprising, and it makes me wonder why I wait so long to take my soul
outside, clear outside the city, to be revived.
I
have started two different blog posts in the last few weeks; stuck in
each I chose to put them on hold. I will come back to them another
day. It occurred to me I just need to write about the one thing that
lifted my spirits above the trials of life and rejuvenated me. Life
sometimes gives us heavy loads to carry, and my load has been a bit
weighted. There are times when going outside to play in God’s
creation is the only way I can release this load to Him and
rediscover a joyous peace.
“I
go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my sense put in
order.” --John Burroughs
Wednesdays,
late morning and into the early afternoon, are generally our time to
take as a couple to catch up with each other and deepen our
relationship. It is not that this is the only time we spend together
but this is a protected time just for us. Last week’s date involved
going to one of my favorite outdoor spaces. Some may imagine it to be
the beach considering where we live, but I desire a green space
wrapped in a quiet hush. It is not exactly a wilderness, but the
Ramona Grasslands (a preserve) is a spacious place of relative quiet,
and I find it incredibly soothing for my soul.
Green
is the color that represents life and according to Merriam Webster
Dictionary, green as a transitive verb means to rejuvenate or
revitalize. Green spaces rejuvenate and revitalize me. I experience
wide open green spaces as life giving.
Last
November we visited the Ramona Grasslands with my daughter Emile.
Though the quiet space restored me, all around us was the color of
drought. Everything was brittle and the pond was devoid of water.
This water hole, once a home to egrets and cows cooling, exposed its
underside lined with crusty dirt. Still I found the quiet there a
balm for my soul.
“We
need the tonic of the wilderness. We can never have enough of
nature.” --Henry David Thoreau
But
this time, after a good rainy winter, the green laid soft over the
hills. My eyes could not absorb enough of the loveliness around me.
Tiny light purple and yellow flowers swarmed ahead of us covering the
ground. Squirrels ran about, some perched on boulders soaking up the
sun. Rabbits hopped across the trail at our approach. As we walked
the trail I felt I myself expanding with hope; everything in me
responded to nature’s invitation. We occasionally stopped to listen
to the melody of nature’s soft sounds. A small stream forged new
territory as it moved through the green grass. Wild sweet peas
wrapped around shrubs and grabbed our attention with their hot pink
blossoms. I felt all the tension drain from me in this generous
space.
On
the far side of our walk was the pond, the one that had been barren
last visit, and this time it couldn’t contain itself. It had
slurped up full and spilled out over the edges on the low end carving
a tiny water fall and stream. Delighted! We snapped pictures and my
husband walked the plank of a tree branch hanging out over the water.
Ducks moved away from us to the other side. While admiring the
fullness, relief washed over me. I am relieved for the ducks, the
pond, the land and for the generous season of rain.
As
we finished up the wild flower loop we heard an interesting bird
call. Looking around we found the little guy sitting on the very tip
of the highest branch in a small tree. Over and over he chirped,
cocking his head back each time. We laughed. That proud little thing
certainly demanded attention. I envied his lack of
self-consciousness. Oh the lovely joys we’re given when we are
alert to what is going on around us.
When
I pay attention to the natural beauty around me I am reminded not
only of its revitalizing powers, but of its power to bring me into
the presence of God. We can’t miss Him while paying attention to
the immense organized details of the beautiful world around us. We
are told in Romans we have no excuse for not recognizing God’s
power in all He has created. “For since the creation of the world
God’s invisible qualities – his eternal power and divine nature –
have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so
that men are without excuse” (Romans 1:20). Oh how He wants to be
known by us, so much so that He created a world of great beauty and
mystery to lure us into a sweet, life giving intimacy with Him. I
experience a different kind of closeness to Him when I am outside.
How
are you making space for life giving activities? What do you find to
be revitalizing? Be encouraged by the joyous moments woven into the
difficulties of life. The trials we go through are not the full
purpose of this life. Life can be hard, but all of it gives
opportunity to know Him more fully, to ripen our faith and to glorify
God.
This reminds me of one of my favorite quotes, "There is a way of beholding nature that is itself a form of prayer."
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Thanks for sharing. I do like her writings.
DeleteOpen spaces, greenery, trees, wildlife and water are a sure fix for whatever I'm going through. God's handiwork in creation lifts me every time.
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