Sabbath was a soul-plunge, a nature immersion.
The day started out sunny and warm, so breakfast was enjoyed outside with dew on the toes and warmth on my cheek. The sea was covered by a layer of mist, but up against the mountain the air was filled with birds and blue sky and sunshine.
Around 9:30 the mist suddenly rolled in, thick enough to see whisps drifting past your face. That just begged further investigation. We rounded up the dogs and headed into the nearby field - its ends disappeared, leaving us in a cottonwool bubble. We headed up the mountain and into the forest along well-worn contour paths, finding new moss and mushrooms, hills disappering into mist and leaving us on an island.
Later that afternoon the mist lifted and formed itself into scudding clouds. We took a long drive through blossoming orchards and fields strewn with tiny spring flowers. Mountains in shadow and speckled with sunbeams. New calves and foals against pure green. Sweet, huge strawberries fresh from the field - aah the taste of spring. A single yellow-fuzzed duckling drifting on the lake with mom, the beauty of golden cheetah fur in long grass at the rescue project.
God's Creator-beauty is astounding! Want evidence of His all-consuming love for you? Stop, look around. It's all over!
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