Sometimes nature displays precious invitation.
It beckons me near,
that I might see
what has not before been visible to my eye.
As I reflect on the color and beauty
of moisture's nurture
on flower's fragile petal
and leaves green,
I see Light,
emitted and sent out.
May I be found, Abba-Father, even as those
droplets on color's softness,
reflecting,
that Your Light might be
emitted and sent out.
Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so
that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.
Heb. 4:16
