Miracles Endure

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Snow pelted my coat's hood this morning as Moose pulled me along our yard's perimeter.

"Heel!" I commanded as we came to my flower bed. One hardy, green plant amidst the sea of dried leaves had caught my eye.

"Sit!" I said to stop this hunting dog from his patrol. I knelt down for a closer look at the snap dragon plant that Isaac had given me for Mother's Day.

"What's this?" I asked.

It is now mid-November – after several heavy frosts and three bouts of snow flurries. Still... this plant bears tiny blossom buds.

"How?" I wondered as I pulled my camera from my pocket to capture the phenomenon.

A couple weeks ago, I marveled at its persistence. Was there some special warm-air pocket surrounding this particular plant? How else could it survive temperatures dipping well below freezing? I figured it would soon die. Yet it continues to thrive... Why?

Back in September, I photographed this same plant: a raindrop-covered, pastel bloom and with a bitsy, chameleon spider waving its damp legs. I called that post: Miracles Galore. Today I call this one: Miracles Endure.

Miracles Galore

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.