a little inspiration from the flowers of spring.

MIRACLE

–noun

1.

an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause.

recently my soul has been wanting to sing an ode to the beauty of this world.

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People are beautiful.
(i couldn't really have said it better)

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because i'm not going to school yet, i have had so much time to sit and reflect by myself. just thinking about life... right now... the near future... the far future. also reflecting on the past a little bit. i've really blossomed in the last few months. i've recognized beauty, and learned to delight in it and admire it. i've discovered my calling to love, to serve, and sacrifice for people. i have never enjoyed interacting with people more than i do now. i have really stepped outside my shell. i've credited this to the many hours out of the day i sit and bask in the God's love as he speaks to me and encourages me.

i've begun to see what a gift the world is. that God really did create it for our delight.

this winter in seattle has been short and pleasant. the rain doesn't seem as prevalent this year. i'm surprised to admit i've gotten used to it and don't mind it much. only when signs of spring begin to show, i realize that i've missed the sunshine and the colors of Flora Ave. papa took me to index a couple weeks ago when we had a stream of sweet sunshine blessing us. it just shone on my back as i sat on the rock. there was silence beside the water trickling down the granite. behind me were the snow-capped cascades in all their majesty. so incredibly perfect. i don't believe i can really do it justice with my words.

i've come to believe that all of creation is a miracle. because we didn't put it here. we will never understand how it got here. and we can never fully wrap our heads around the one who put it in motion. the immensity of space. the intricacy of the cherry blossoms. the complexity of the human body. i am a witness to millions of little miracles every day. that we even exist and are able to function is ascribed to a supernatural cause.

i'm a romantic and an optimist. i'm a dreamer. i believe in heaven and keep my eyes upon it. i understand the prevalence of sin and hate it. the lord has given me a heart for the poor in spirit, the sick and the lost.

like the birds of the air and the lilies of the field, the Lord provides for us, tells us not to worry, and blesses us beyond our dreams. we are more precious to him than any such plant or beast.