Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Drawing Near





This summer I have had some close encounters.  Really close.  I have seen wildlife just inches from my face.  Absolutely stunning creatures that seem oblivious to my presence.  This butterfly feasted in the garden for two solid days.  I was so close I could feel the soft wind of it's wings on my cheek. 

I saw a momma and her cubs very close by in the Smokey mountains.  I was so enamored that I forgot  to snap a picture in the moment.    They were so very close.  I could see the stiffness of their coats and hear the sound of their claws on the tree trunks.



Just a bit later in the day, I walked right upon two grazing does.  We exchanged hellos and I left them to their snacking. 




I bumped into some curious ducks coming out of the lake.  They peered into the lens quite photogenically.



I have no pictures of my humming birds.  I wish I did.  They visit throughout the day.  They venture into patio and buzz alarmingly close to my eyes.  I cannot decide if we are best of friends....or perhaps I am being analyzed for future demise.  However, the closeness is remarkable. 

I find myself entranced in the moment with wild creatures.  I want to draw near just as closely as they will allow.  I often disregard the obvious and just venture on into their space.  They rarely seem to mind.  I think it is quite the moment.

I marvel at their beauty.  I marvel at our Creator.  From tender, winged butterflies to rugged bears of the mountains, I find myself in awe of the God of this universe that sculpts these things into being.  His tender, strong hand that shapes this world also shapes me.  I wonder, do I draw near enough to Him?  Do I venture in for a close look?  Sometimes, I do. 

Sometimes, I am like the bird that hovers then flies away unsure of the closeness. 

Just as I hope these little creatures will trust that I mean them no harm, I must trust my Savior.  I must find comfort in His presence and feel the certainty of His provision and strength. I do not know His ways.  His ways are not my own, but if I draw near I can be sure He will show me love. 

I find myself humming this hymn these days of late...

O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.
 
 
May I ever want to take steps closer and closer till I at last reach His home for me. 
 
B Charmer
 


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