Sunday, June 26, 2016
When the snow falls from the sky on a winter’s day, it falls in precisely the place it was intended to fall. Each snowflake is different, yet they are all a part of this great blanket that Mother Earth wears. It falls quietly giving new beauty to the evergreen that wears it like an overcoat, to the fields that it covers, and to the mountains that display it proudly. And on that spring day when the snow melts away and is forgotten, let us too forget those things from the past that still may trouble us.
Saturday, June 25, 2016
There is no greater beauty than waking to a sunrise, or watching the hawk soar in the sky, or watching the moon cross the sky, or feeling the rain on your face, or a million other things. We overlook that which is truly beautiful every day and focus on the routine or the negative. It’s the wise one who appreciates all these things and more. He isn’t troubled by the frivolities that man invents and that cause him so much grief. He deals with the big while it’s still small and manageable.