The little things

In the morning, these flowers glow with sunshine outside my kitchen door.

So last week I took a few pictures, 
hoping to savor that basket of beauty 
before the dirty breakfast dishes called my name.

Then came the gift I might have missed;

a humming bird, wings catching the light for just an instant in my camera lens.

Click--I got it!!!  What a treasure!!!

I keep a close eye on that basket now. 

I'm hoping to see Mr. Hummingbird again.

If I don't come to the window and watch for him, 

I might not notice him, even though he's there.

~ ~ ~

Dear God, 
fill me with such hopeful anticipation, 
that I would eagerly seek to be in Your presence.
May each day be filled with grateful awareness of You.
Amen

All Along

Spring was way more busy than I like. 

Rarely a minute alone.  Rarely a minute together.
We are just beginning to slow down.

As my hundreds of pictures are loaded onto the computer,
my eyes finally see what the hurried pace left behind.

The lens has seen and saved what I was missing. 
God was pouring out the gifts all along.

And now,

finally,

weeks later,

thanks to the lens that saved bits and pieces,

I thankfully receive the gifts.


I see them here in the ordinary moments,

the rare moments,

the little bits of progress,

the sticky and sweet,

the bright and sunny,

the gorgeous growing,

the mysteriously made,

the  warm and fuzzy,

 the sleepy and furry,

the formal and fancy,

the fun lovey-dovey,

the simple and quiet, 

   the new old favorites,

and the surprise floating finds.

It's all so good.  It all matters.

 And I don't want to miss a thing.

Thank you, Hanna, for sharing a few!