what you taught me

The way the light glitters on the water looks like static on the tv. Light bouncing off the snow can blind in one glance. All water shines. It reflects all His beauty back to Him. 


And even after the cliff falls into the ocean the trees continue to grow. They don’t back away from the edge, they grow right up to it and then over. The trees do not fear the fall. 


And the clouds do not design to be anywhere other than the sky. Although sometimes they cry. They let go and come crashing into our tiny meaningful lives. 


The ocean is a mirror, and the trees are fearless, and the clouds have a humanness. It all screams of a designer. And humans were not meant to be anywhere but Here, they were the missing piece, the finishing touch, the final bow. 


But it’s not all over so quickly. The water is not always still. And the trees bend in the wind. And the clouds can be grey. And humans don’t always mean what they say. 


The sea has taught me many things, the most precious that I too am a mirror, just a walking one. The trees are still trying to show me how to be, to be still in the storm. The clouds are an old friend, always bring me joy in outstretched hands like a child, and helping me let go. 


It’s not all for not. It’s okay to let go. The sea will catch you in its hands, and the trees will stand you up and brush you off, and the clouds will teach you of the wonder. There is still much wonder to discover, to hold. 




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