drewpster
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I have not been to many places. I am not "well traveled". I have never had the money to see all the wonders that nature has to offer. God gave me the gift of appreciating the smaller things, those little moments of joy that are never forgotten. I remember one on an island and another in the deep woods. I am talking about those personal moments when I have felt the pure joy of nature. Don't get me wrong, there are greater ones. Moments more powerful, like the day I married Paige or the day my baby girl was born. I mean a different kind of moment. When you look around and see something special or you feel a breeze that sets it off.
Like most wild young men I spent my younger years discovering the night life and getting into trouble. I loved nature back then as well. I looked forward to my first trip to the Grand Canyon. I had plans to camp in Alaska alone. I wanted to see the great plains and to surf every coast. I had big plans back then. I never settled down enough to notice those small moments. As time went by my career became more important and my responsibilities took over. I put those travels off. It did not bother me that my grand plans fell through back then. I grew up, married, and I have greater concerns.
I found as a grown man that you can find grandeur in nature in a single second. When all those moments of a great day outside come together and I find myself again sitting in my own back yard, joyful, humbled in the serene blue time of day. When the sun is waning below the horizon and everything is blue I feel the joy in its simple grandeur. Then I remember that I don't need the great plains or the Grand Canyon to have that feeling. I can know God is with me and with all of us in the simple things. Yesterday I saw him in the blue time of day. And I remembered the greatness of his Earth cast in the blue light in my own back yard.
I am blessed by these moments. All my stresses and concerns fall away in them. I feel joy that can only be compared to my wedding or the birth of my child. Its that kind of joy that sustains and renews me. I am amazed by that single second when it hits me. And I am reminded that all I have to do is go outside.
Like most wild young men I spent my younger years discovering the night life and getting into trouble. I loved nature back then as well. I looked forward to my first trip to the Grand Canyon. I had plans to camp in Alaska alone. I wanted to see the great plains and to surf every coast. I had big plans back then. I never settled down enough to notice those small moments. As time went by my career became more important and my responsibilities took over. I put those travels off. It did not bother me that my grand plans fell through back then. I grew up, married, and I have greater concerns.
I found as a grown man that you can find grandeur in nature in a single second. When all those moments of a great day outside come together and I find myself again sitting in my own back yard, joyful, humbled in the serene blue time of day. When the sun is waning below the horizon and everything is blue I feel the joy in its simple grandeur. Then I remember that I don't need the great plains or the Grand Canyon to have that feeling. I can know God is with me and with all of us in the simple things. Yesterday I saw him in the blue time of day. And I remembered the greatness of his Earth cast in the blue light in my own back yard.
I am blessed by these moments. All my stresses and concerns fall away in them. I feel joy that can only be compared to my wedding or the birth of my child. Its that kind of joy that sustains and renews me. I am amazed by that single second when it hits me. And I am reminded that all I have to do is go outside.
