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Topic: Mountains (09/20/04)

TITLE: God's Richest Gifts
By Barbara Ann Smith
09/22/04

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The day is ending as I walk the pathway spiraling up to my favorite oak tree sitting atop the mountain. The jaunt is a difficult climb and the path narrows along the way. I have to use every inch of my strength and confront a lot of obstacles along the trail challenging my efforts to reach the top. As I arrive at the peak, I stand here, overlooking down and into the valley filled with magnificence as far as my eyes can see. A calming peace like no other fills my mind, granting me a complete fulfillment and the ability to take a break from my everyday adversities and complexities.

As I see the greatness and the splendor of God's richest gifts to our world, my brain remains calm. The lush towering trees, flowering plantets, water bubbling out of the earth and rushing over the mountains to feed the streams. Watch the mighty eagle, his head as white as a new fallen snow and his large wings guiding his dips and dives gracefully floating through the air. The deer with their young slowly creeping out into an open field to turn and wave their white tails at me from a distance. A groundhog standing up like an inspector to check out his surroundings before he waddles across the open field. A squirrel, jaws puffed, carrying an acorn across the way and burying it behind some rocks.

I inhale the freshness of the air and watch odd shaped white clouds float along in the azure sky as they intermingle with the others. Lying in the shade of the oak tree an ant visits and a bee buzzes around my nose. Occasionally, an acorn falls to the ground, leaves zip around in front of me like a kite and a mockingbird serenades me with a song. I lie here among the loveliness of His gifts, feel His presence, meditate upon His word, and give thanks unto Him for the many gifts He sent for His children to enjoy. I rid myself of the trangressions I collected along the way and ask for guidance and knowledge in His word and in all things I do. His gift of forgiveness and love seeps into the inner most part of my being and provides me a restful calming peace and the strength to face another tomorrow as I follow His word.


Member Comments
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Carol Shaffron09/27/04
This piece brings the scenes you describe to life. It's almost as if I'm there seeing it all with you. Bless you abundantly.
L.M. Lee09/28/04
I felt like I was hiding behind a blade of grass watching all of this unfold before me.
Rita Garcia09/28/04
I felt peaceful just reading your article, blessings, Rita
Joanne Malley09/30/04
A very calming story offering many important reminders. :)
Phyllis Inniss 10/01/04
A very poetic piece of prose describing uch scenic beauty. Lovely article. Blessings.