One Bird Watching

 Many years ago, at an artists' retreat in New Harmony, Indiana, I came across the following poem engraved on a monument beside the lake.  As my sister and I stood there reading the poem, a magnificent blue heron with about a 12 foot wingspan slowly flew across the lake and softly landed about 10 feet from where we stood.  He (she?) quietly folded his/her wings and stood, as if alongside us, contemplating the scene.  For me, it was a breath-taking moment.  It was as if I had found my vocation -- or, rather, as if the scene embodied and described my life's purpose:  to quietly watch God at work in my own life and in the life of others.

Strangely enough, or maybe typically enough in the way God works, when I left Indiana (and Kentucky, where my sister lives), I decided to take an unplanned side trip on my way home to Mississippi.  A friend of mine had found a home in the hills of Tennesse after the total destruction of her house in Hurricane Katrina.  I was within driving distance of her new place and decided to stay overnight with her.  The next morning, I awoke to the sound and light of her working on a computer right outside my bedroom.  It seemed that she had just started writing a blog, something I had never heard about before then.  

Intrigued, I asked her to show me how to start a blog.  By the time I drove home later that day, the inspiration had settled in for this blog:  ONE BIRD WATCHING.  I think it took the combination of back-to-back experiences to launch me into blogging.  Without the first experience, I would have felt that I had nothing to say on a blog.  Without the second, my initial awe might have died for lack of expression.  Do you see what I mean about watching God work?

Here is my initial inspiration:

When no one listens
To the quiet trees,
When no one notices
the sun in the pool;

When no one feels

The first drop of rain,

Or sees the last star;

Or hails the first morning

Of a giant world

Where the peace begins

And rages end:

One bird sits still

Watching the work of God:

One turning leaf,

Two falling blossoms,

Ten circles upon the pond.