It is frustrating to me, because I spend much time, usually, reading and studying my favorite authors and scholars.
I am trying to focus on the world around me with spiritual eyes, instead of physical eyes.
The words to an almost--forgotten song come back to me. The words are by Tom T. Hall....
I love little baby ducks, old pick-up trucks,
Slow-moving trains.....and rain.
I love little country streams, sleep without dreams,
Sunday school in May.....and hay.
And I love you, too.
I love leaves in the wind, pictures of my friends,
Birds in the world...and squirrels.
I love coffee in a cup, little fuzzy pups,
Bourbon in a glass....and grass.
And I love you, too.
I love honest open smiles, kisses from a child,
Tomatoes on the vine.....and onions.
I love winners when they cry, losers with they try
Music when it's good....and life.
And I love you, too!
Here's another one: hummingbirds fanning my face.....and grace!
And that brings me back to some transforming lines by G. K. Chesterton:
Here dies another day
During which I have had eyes, ears, hands
And the great world around me;
And with tomorrow begins another,
Why am I allowed two?
Indeed, why are we allowed another day of miracles?
Hummingbirds fanning my face...and grace!
It's all about grace -- that's why we get another day!
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