Archive for March, 2012

Since a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds (thanks, Emerson), I am always on the lookout for habits that can be shaken off.  So breakfast this morning was in the front foyer, door wide open.  Nothing wrong with my comfy wingback chair & table near the kitchen, but when the front yard is putting on a show like this, why not eat where there’s a view?

Spring’s here early this year — several weeks early — and I’m not quite keeping up with the pruning and mulching to maximize the blooms.  But the front beds are always a priority in March, because, well, look at them!  We planted very few of these ourselves; they were the one nice landscaping gift the former owners left us.

I read this week in Exodus an interesting detail about Israel’s time in the desert.  When Moses would go out to the tent of meeting to meet with God, the people would watch and wonder:

    Whenever Moses went out to the tent, all the people would rise up, and each would stand at his tent door, and watch Moses until he had gone into the tent. When Moses entered the tent, the pillar of cloud would descend and stand at the entrance of the tent, and the LORD would speak with Moses. And when all the people saw the pillar of cloud standing at the entrance of the tent, all the people would rise up and worship, each at his tent door. (Exodus 33:8-10 ESV)

I didn’t see a pillar of cloud, but when we notice the divinely orchestrated symphony of nature as season moves to season, we just have to come to the door of our tents to watch and worship.

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