They come to me in many ways. Today it was the thunder, rumbling, then crackling, calling me off of my computer, outside, and upstairs for a view of the impending storm that never came. But it stopped me in my tracks, it made me look, and sit, and write and wonder. Sometimes it’s the birds- a flash of bright colors- rushing by me into a nearby tree. I turn my head, I look up, I notice more, I start to hear the chirps and various songs of other birds. Other times it might be a child, smiling at me, giggling, catching my eye, turning it into a game.
The messengers are different, but they all say something similar: Stop, notice, enjoy, let go of our seriousness, your preoccupation, your self consciousness. Learn to love and to live well, to see the glimpses of God in everything.
I’m doing Five Minute Friday today, which means I wrote for 5 minutes straight without editing afterwards- just for the fun and practice of writing. The prompt today was “messenger.”