When I went to type in a five minute daily devotional that I read some days (yesterday)…I hurriedly just typed ‘five minute day’ and instead of the devotional popping up….a quote from Wayne Dryer did and it said:
“Give yourself a gift of five minutes of contemplation in awe of everything you see around you. Go outside and turn your attention to the many miracles around you. This five minute-a-day regimen of appreciation and gratitude will help you to face your life in awe!”
“Thank you God” I whispered to myself with a grin….”that is a good idea.” Instead of just reading about miracles…go experience them.
I immediately wandered out to the garden and strolled over to the Confederate Rose. You might remember a few weeks ago I told you the huge bush’s (over 12 feet tall) branches had just atrophied. Starting at the top and slowly working itself down on several branches. What in the world I thought?
After looking it over with a couple of other neighbors it was decided that I should cut off all the afflicted branches and then spray the rest of the bush with an insect soap spray. This I did and yesterday during my five minute miracle observations….I saw new growth starting back on several branches. I think the Confederate Rose is going to make it.
Another ‘strange’ miracle had taken place along the fence where the morning glories grow. Apparently in one of the latest summer thunderstorms my solar mason jar had fallen… but it got caught up in the morning glories and now they have wrapped their tendrils around it to ‘keep the light’ shining. (Or maybe Tinker Bell did it!)
As I listened to the fountain babbling away I wandered over to it and really looked at the fountain again for the first time in a long time. Memories came flooding back. I bought the fountain soon after Rutledge was born…so when I saw the figures of a little girl -Eva Cate and a little boy- Rutledge and even a little dog…Tigger I instantly knew it was the fountain for me.
(Little did I know then that I should have bought a fountain with lots of children and many dogs playing around it…God is so good!)
I climbed up the stairs to the garage apartment overlooking the garden and my gaze settled on the deck. I should call it “Poppy’s Deck” because I used a portion of his monetary gift to family that he left behind following his death. I remember debating back and forth about a roof or deck…the sensible part of me said I should ‘bite the bullet’ and use it for the roof…but the dream maker in me won out…I had wanted a deck coming off my bedroom since I could remember.
Little did I know that it would be the completion of the deck that provided a new overview of the back yard that finally gave me a glimpse into the design the garden should be…I was finally able to look down on the back yard, with a new perspective, and that was the catalyst that cemented the reality of my garden sanctuary.
And finally some miracles come from outside inside….the miracle of friendship….Anne picked up some plates from Castillo’s and dropped by for an early supper. She got in just before the skies let loose with more heavy rains….but, before she left, we were able to go out on the deck and see the garden.
She brought her latest book album with pictures from her trip to Ireland and we had the best time looking at all her latest adventures.
Talk soon turned to the church service Sunday, the ‘Old Ticker’s Band,’ the floating gold balloon during the offering, while they played “House of Gold.” Miracles are found every day.
Anne asked if I heard the lyrics of one song sung during the service called “Holy Now”…the most appropriate song for this blog’s theme of every day miracles. Enjoy!
Every step of child development is a miracle, isn’t it? When Mollie sent this latest photo of Eloise a couple of days ago…I gasped…she was sitting up by herself….wait a minute…nobody asked me if she could do that without my “okay”…How is all this happening so quickly…Baby Eloise is becoming one with the world…with or without her Boo Boo’s permission. And the beat goes on….
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