Psalm 62: 5
It was one of those days. There was nothing really terrible happening - there just wasn't anything happening. I am in a waiting season - waiting for those huge prayers to be answered - wondering if they ever will.
I stepped out onto the front porch to sweep away the petals the wind had shaken loose from the Impatience plant and was stopped dead in my tracks. Suspended just above the flowers was the biggest butterfly I had ever seen.
I ran back inside to get my camera, fully convinced it would be gone before I could back outside. When I opened the screen door, it was still there. I quietly made my way as close as I dared and took a picture - and then another and another. That beautiful creature just let me get as close as I wanted.
I felt something stir in my heart as I watched. It was as though "hope" rode on those delicate wings - a gentle reminder that the Father is there even when I think He hasn't heard my voice.
"I love the Lord, because He hears my voice and supplications, because He has inclined His ear to me. Therefore I shall call upon Him as long as I live."Psalm 116: 1,2
For more glimpses of things small things hiding in secret places, please visit Emily's blog, Chatting At the Sky.
Blessings,
Linda
