Paying attention

As I have been on a journey with spiritual direction, part of what it entails is being intentional about noticing God. No matter where, no matter what is happening....seeking and looking for God. What often happens for me, is that it is not until later...and sometimes much later that I look back and upon reflection, discover God's action or presence at a particular time. Yet today, driving home from a Synodical gathering, God's presence was so clear to me in the trees.

At the church, there is this magnificent tree in the middle of the parking lot. It has caused me many pauses lately, just looking into and through it's branches. It has yet to bud, but it is still a wonder to behold. Then today, there was a tree on 85th...in the lot of Wells Fargo that is sort of angeled up to the sky and immediately upon spotting it, I felt the presence of God.

It is no wonder that as I ponder a sermon on creation for this Sunday, that I am noticing God in nature. For many people, to be outside is to truly be in God's presence. And so today I give thanks, for God's good creation and the wonder of God that it chooses to reveal to me.