In My Own Backyard - Soundless Divergence

Count this as number 1 in a series.

These are things that I find beautiful, plain and simple that took almost no effort to see, just a redirection of my attention.

On this particular day, I had been experiencing what seemed to be a non-stop day of rushing. And by the time I reached the end of this day, my heart and soul were tumultuous and chaotic.

And then there was this....

My 15 year-old daughters' gentle hand displaying this elegantly crafted unique treasure.

1 lilac blossom. 7 petals.

While her fellow youth group members had played loud exciting games and chatted busily amongst each other, my daughter decided to step away and quietly assign herself the task of picking up freshly fallen lilac blooms. She ended up with quite the collection by the time she was done. Had she not been paying close attention she might have missed this soundless divergence... the way I often miss the details of God's breathtaking creation.

Please understand, there is certainly nothing wrong with loud, talkative times with friends and family. I believe those times are equally as valuable.

However, in a world where rushing and loudness seems to be so deafening... I can't help but find these kinds of moments, these kinds of treasures, to be God's beautiful way of bringing me a calming hush to the internal raging sea that is so often my rushing heart and soul.

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