As I drove down the street, preparing to drive up my driveway, I noticed two bunnies hopping across my neighbour’s green grass … and smiled.
After parking, after getting out of my vehicle, I heard the song of the spring frogs, echoing in night air. Their song drew me out of the garage, and my eyes lifted to the indigo sky, so clear.
Moments of creation calling my soul, slowing down my mind, soothing my rapidly beating heart.
The day of blood, sweat and tears was coming to an end, but not without succour from nature, from Creation, the Creator.
It was as though all of Creation was reminding me, teaching me that life will go on, that the God who painted the sky like a mood ring, who gave voice to the frogs, who put a hop in the steps of the bunnies … loves and cares for me, who cleans up my blood, cleans the sweat from my brow and wipes away my tears.
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
human beings that you should care for them?
Yet you made them only a little lower than God
and crowned them with glory and honor.
You gave them charge of everything you made,
putting all things under their authority—
the flocks and the herds
and all the wild animals,
the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea,
and everything that swims the ocean currents.
O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
Psalm 8:3-9
itsawonderfilledlife 
Carole – you fill my heart with your beautiful words – blessings xo
Thanks Debra! And thanks for your comments … they truly do make my day!
Carole