This is a repost from an earlier blog I wrote earlier this year.
Over the weekend, I had a moment of clarity that caused me to reminisce over some of the wonders I've seen in my life.
I can remember standing in the desert outside of Pheonix, watching a thunderstorm roll into the area. The wind and the sand blowing against my face...it was dusk and the clouds were dark but it never rained a drop. The lightning filled the sky but it never rained. The Lord's epic light show ignited the darkening sky.. I thought of how beautiful it was to watch, as it passed over the mountains,through the desert, the force of the wind and the heat fighting its earthly battle against each other.
I remember standing on top of a moutain at Winter Park,CO looking over the mountains just outside of Denver. Standing in the snow and looking over and around to see the valley below. I've been blessed to stand in the middle of the night at that same place, looking up at the biggest full moon I have ever seen. When it seemed to drift through the clouds and I was siezed by the complete silence. The greatest sense of wondering and as if I were the only person left on earth; that remarkable silence grips me at that moment and has never let me go to his day.
I remember being in the San Juan Islands, just south of Vancouver Island. Looking off the point into Puget Sound and seeing bald eagles soar overhead, seals and otters floating in the water and lying on the rocks in the overcast afternoon. The anticipation of waiting to spot the wild killer whales swim by.
I remember standing at a true crossroad in the middle of nowhere, Oklahoma. Smelling the rain, watching as the huge early summer thunderstorms were rolling across the plains. Listening for the crackling of the lightning, watching the rain fall in the distance just knowing that it would soon be falling all around me. To stop....to contemplate as I stood at that lone intersection...looking around in all 4directions....Only wind and fences there with me...gazing across great distances..which way to turn...what lies down those road? Where would it take me?
I remember the sight of the leaves as I was taking a drive in New England in October. The golds, reds, and oranges that only can be described as you having seen this picture on a post card or in the movies. I remember standing on the edge of the pier in Ft. Lauderdale and watching the clear, warm ocean roll gently underneath. The people across the beautiful white beaches enjoying the warm sun,and I am remembering watching the sun set gently over the Mighty Mississippi from a beautiful secluded spot that only some people in this world care to see.
So many small treasures of life and I am thankful. I miss those moments and I want to find more of them. I just hope I will be able to share new moments with someone as more than just stories but as memories of being together.
