Take care to wonder at the world through which you wander.
Never hurry by an open door.
For you live in a universe
full of miracles galore.
Look for God
in small things.
Drops of rain
or grain of sand.
Praise Him whenever
you find Him
in anything small.
Years ago as a parochial-school first grader, I learned this song from my teacher – a little nun with piercing eyes hidden behind black, cat-eye glasses and her hair tucked under a habit. Although her mannerisms often frightened me back then, she instilled in me a love for our Creator and all the world's beauty by using this song.
This morning – more than three decades later – those words rushed back to me as I wandered through my flower garden, seeing life restored, after last night's rain.
Aiming my camera at the snap dragon Isaac gave me for Mother's Day, I noticed on the bloom – a tiny spider covered with droplets.
Then I turned my camera onto beads of water gathered on daylily leaves. Reviewing the shot, I noticed that I'd captured a burst of reflecting sunlight. Small things...Great wonders!
How I wish that I could remember more than that song's refrain and first verse. Still, the words – I do recall – offer immense comfort as I wander... discovering Miracles Galore.
