I’ve found nature to be an excellent teacher if only I stop to watch and listen. I’ve witnessed strength and perseverance by watching the poor lily plant I left in its original pot, rather than planting it in the ground, return each spring, glossy green leaves reaching for the sun, determined to grow despite my neglect.
Standing alone in wide open spaces gazing at the bright blue heavens above reminds me of how small I am in the scheme of things and how if I’m going to leave my own mark, I’d better get on with it. The divine Director has given us all a role in life’s big picture and no matter how large or small, it’s certainly a significant one.
More obvious is nature’s lesson of the cycle of life. Birth and death and the growth and beauty that exists between the two. We must continue to grow and learn and discover, care for and nurture each other; and as we do, our inner beauty cannot help but be seen and reflect the beauty we find in nature.
Rippling water flows outward and multiplies, just as our actions affect those around us. The peace and wonder we find in a forest can be cultivated in our hearts and become our sanctuary.
While I find excitement in the city and a comfort in my suburban home, it is in nature that I find God.









