A God Wink in the Early Morning Garden


Dear Reader:

Yesterday I woke up around 6:30… refreshed and ready to pounce on the day…I wanted to water early, go by the utilities (electric/water) buildings and pay this month’s bills…followed by the bank and always remember to pick up some lollipops for the boys…they love tootsie roll pops and bubble gum pops.

I also needed to throw some clothes in for my overnight stay with Walsh and Mollie…and take some graduation gifts …for Rutledge and Lachlan’s end of the year pre-school celebration.

Of course I also needed to write my blog post before I left which would be by 3:00…if any later I get caught in the bumper to bumper congestion on I-26 and 526.

It is as if God knows when I need to come up with a quick idea some days for the blog post when lots of other things are going on and time is limited… He always provides me with the message…sometimes in the form of a story line I am reading, or a quote, or a song, or a conversation, email, text…or sometimes He provides the magic while I am doing my daily “chores.”

This was the case yesterday. I threw on an old shirt, grabbed my empty milk gallon cartoons to water the plants that are too far from from hoses and started out in the early morning mist. I stopped to take some pictures of different pretties I came across…such as…my morning glories adorning the decorated fence window. The luscious smell of gardenias lured me over to their spot in the garden…I could  have sat there all morning…just taking in deep breaths of those beautiful aromas.

Just as I was finishing up the last section of the garden…the rising sun’s rays shot across the red bud sapling I was watering with the hose (*I have poured so much water on  the grandchildren’s Japanese Maples and little Rykker’s red bud tree he helped Uncle Luke plant for me.) Drought or no drought I refuse to lose these trees… no matter what it takes!)

Suddenly the garden felt like it had been cast under a magical spell…I could no longer see the red bud sapling for the sunlight pouring in…it was so amazing…but how could I take a picture on my iPhone with my right hand while still holding the hose with my left hand? Impossible? Nope, not likely…but also not impossible? I did it…I held the iPhone and with my index finger felt until I got to the circle and hit it more with my knuckle than anything…but the photo took.

Spraying with the hose in one hand and iPhone in another…what a God Wink. It is these types of incidences that remind me how abundant God’s love is for us…providing me with a mystical photograph and a story to tell on the blog. God is so good!

As I threw down the hose to see if the picture had taken…squealing in delight when I saw it had….I calmed down enough to take a picture of the red bud right after this awesome experience…and the serenity I felt that surrounded the little sapling was actually palpable.

I wasn’t Moses and this wasn’t the burning bush…but for me…it might as well have been…all I knew was that the ground around the sapling, to me, was sacred ground for those few moments of perfect peace and serenity that engulfed me. What a way to start the day!

So until tomorrow…

“Miracles happen everyday, change your perception of what a miracle is and you’ll see them all around you…”

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

*Can hardly wait to share Rutledge’s graduation with you tomorrow…I did remember to pack lots of kleenex before I left…the wisest thing I remembered to do!




About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to A God Wink in the Early Morning Garden

  1. bcparkison says:

    It really is a case of how we look at things. Thanks. Enjoy the grad thing


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