“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust
I try to pay attention to the world around me. I try to live more in the real world and less in the virtual world.
I try really – really hard to spend more time with my sons than I spend with my e-reader surfing the web. I try to make more memories of these years with Jack, Will, and Jason than I make trips to the store to buy stuff. I try to watch more sunsets than television shows on Netflix. I strive to watch more tricks on the trampoline than stuff on my phone.
I try to smell roses. I try to really and truly taste my morning cup (or 2) of coffee. I try to listen to the sound of our home and enjoy the sounds of busy boys filling it with their presence.
I try to enjoy this one earthly life that I have been blessed with. I try to savor my life and to enjoy the blessings I have been given.
Some days I get it right-ish. And some days – well – not so much. . . I get to the end of some days and realize that I didn’t stop long enough to enjoy my blessings from God or to smell any roses. (Although honestly – my lavender plants smell soooo much better than my roses do!)
Some days I don’t savor much of anything except the sight of the clock announcing that it is bedtime at the McFarland house and I can collapse into bed with a good book.
I am a very human – human being, and I fail to live up to my goals and aspirations all of the time. I fail to be mindful. I fail to appreciate or to give thanks for God’s blessings to me. I am well aware of the fact that I miss God sightings all of the time.
But – sometimes when I least expect it – God knocks my socks off with the beauty of his creation.
On Tuesday morning – I had one of those moments. I was standing in our dining room/Jason’s new COVID-19 workplace bugging him about something or other when I glanced out the window. I do this all of the time. I find my eyes drawn outside like moths are drawn to light. And what did I see? I saw an Eastern Box Turtle going for a stroll through our backyard.
And he was stunningly beautiful! (Thanks to Jason – Jack – and William I could see the turtle’s beauty. They have all taught me so very – very much about appreciating nature in all of its many varieties. Thanks – guys!)
William and I have been reading about all sorts of reptiles and amphibians just this week. (Turtles are reptiles – by the way. Life with my 3 gentlemen has taught me this fact.) Will loves the really scary – deadly – horribly – terrifyingly dangerous stuff like king cobras and black necked spitting cobras and black mambas and well just about anything that can make your arm fall off in 2 seconds if it bites you!
I – on the other hand – like the animals that won’t make me dead if I happen upon them while gardening! And yes – I know living in Kentucky that I probably won’t run into many black necked spitting cobras while gardening (outside of my very vivid imagination) – but it never hurts to be prepared and to keep a watchful eye out!
Anyway – this eastern box turtle who was strolling through our backyard was beautiful. And I got to see him all because I took the time to look.
What are you seeing out of your windows these days? Where are you seeing God at work in your life?
Try looking at the world with new eyes today. You might just be surprised (dare I suggest impressed) by what you see!
You are all in my heart, thoughts, and prayers.
In Christ and with Love –