It's been a crazy couple of weeks around here. Hopefully things will start to fall into a routine and ease up a bit.
So, a few weeks ago, back when I actually seemed to find my way into the outdoors, I was feeling a bit discouraged. I went outside to sit on my porch, for a few minutes, to catch my breath, and as I sat there a hummingbird flew up to the day lily next to me. He stayed there long enough for me to get a good look at him and then he left.
I have a friend who, when she sees a sand dollar, sees it as gift from God...a reminder, just for her, of His love. Well, that's how I feel when I come across a hummingbird. It doesn't happen very often, but when it does, I stop and pay attention to the gift that is just for me, at that very moment. Time freezes and I just sink into the feeling of gratitude and love. Of course, I had to make a page in my journal to mark the occasion.
Well, I'm off to clean my fridge before it is listed as a bio hazard. There are some containers in there that have gone from "past due" to just plain "lab experiment". Ah, the life. It's times like these where the memory of that hummingbird will help to see me through the challenges...even if it's just a fridge.