I meant to do my work today. I really did. I had carved out the whole day to do all the things that I had been trying to get to all week. I had a “to do” list as long as my arm, and the best of intentions. But, then, I made the mistake of looking out the window.
The morning sun had just spilled over the pines. Liquid gold poured out over the pasture, turning the grass into an impossible shade of green. A hawk sat on a fence post, casting an expectant eye over the field, patiently waiting for his breakfast to arise. The wren that had made her nest in the spider plant on the porch threw back her little head and blasted the morning with birdsong so sweet it pulled me out of my chair and out the door and into the woods, where time lost all meaning, and the day escaped me. But, as Richard Le Gallienne puts it, when “all the leaves were calling me… what could I do but laugh and go?”(1).
God speaks to us in so many ways; in books and music, words and people, but none so clearly as a day in Spring, when trees are budding and the leaves are new. The Spirit sighs among the branches; a siren call that draws you further and further into the heart of the woods, and away from the cares of the world.
When Mother Nature beckons, it is wise not to resist. We accomplish more in a day spent marveling at the wonders of God’s green earth than we will in a week spent whittling away at that endless “to do” list. Oh, not by the world’s standards, can we measure this time as well spent. We can only judge by the joy of the moment, the sense of peace that lingers, and the feeling of being connected to something greater than ourselves.
I meant to do my work today. I really did. But, God knew better than me that the work I needed to do was not at my desk, but at his side.
Tomorrow, Mother Nature, ever wise, may keep her counsel, and I will tackle that “to do” list with renewed vigor. But, for today, I am glad I heeded the call when Mother Nature beckoned.
With prayers for an awe-inspiring Spring!
Pastor Barb <><
For you shall go out in joy, and be led back in peace;
the mountains and the hills before you shall burst into song,
and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Isaiah 55:12
(1.) from his poem, I Meant To Do My Work Today.