Let heaven and earth praise Him, the seas and everything that moves in them.” Psalm 69:34
It was a walk in the park. No, really. You have probably heard the cliche that says, “Oh, no deal…it was a walk in the park.” The person saying that is indicating that whatever they had just done was…easy. No stress, no strain…like the old 70’s song says, “Easy like Sunday morning.” However, occasionally, it turns out to be exactly what the words say…a walk in the park.
It was a Wednesday morning in May, and I figured it was just about time for me to get moving for my morning walk. It was early and as I headed from my house to the park, I quickly realized once again that this was a good idea. They say that exercise is just one of those things that is good…really good…for you. It stretches things that have gotten a little stiff, clears your head and your heart, and opens your eyes.
As I walked, I had one of those ah-ha moments and realized that I was enjoying a genuinely cool morning. There was a light breeze which made the mid-sixties feel even better. As I walked around the lake, I couldn’t help but notice the greenness all around me. That was no accident. God had sent us some spring showers recently and the grass, flowers, and trees were all grateful—and so was I.
A little further down the path I saw a little goose family. A momma goose had hatched three eggs and her little ones were waddling along behind her. They were cute and I couldn’t help but smile at their cuteness. I knew it was a good day too because even the usually gruff and grouchy daddy goose was in a good mood. He still hissed at me a bit, but it somehow seemed…friendlier. It was just about then that I started praying, well, actually talking with my Dearest Daddy. It was one of those times it seemed as natural as breathing. I talked, out loud, with Him thanking Him for all that my senses had absorbed. It was good. And then, well, it got better.
I rounded the curve around the lake heading east and there was a warm May sun to greet me. It was beautiful. As I walked, I was just overwhelmed with this masterpiece the Heavenly Rembrandt had given us to enjoy. It was one of His larger than normal “love notes” that seemed to say, “I love you and you can face today knowing that I am with you…no matter what.”
As I looked at the sun that morning, over and again I might add, I thought about what the Psalmist wrote in the Bible. He said, “Let heaven and earth praise Him, the seas and everything that moves in them.” That morning, I couldn’t have agreed with Him more. All of nature around me seemed to be declaring His glory. From the greenness of the grass to the sound of little baby geese waddling on their small webbed feet, to the gentle breeze. They all were singing His praises and I just had to join in.
I know life can’t always be a “walk in the park” but I do know that when He walks with me…life is better. I also know that if we will just take the time to look around, we will see heavenly “sticky notes” from the One who loves us more than we can imagine. And the best part? He has a grand finale planned for us that goes on and on—and that is called heaven. Until then we have the confident assurance that He is there and that no matter what, “He’s got this.” Bro. Dewayne
2 thoughts on “A Walk in the Park”
I can totally relate to your “walk in the park”. There is nothing more glorious than nature’s praise to the King. I am amazed every time I see the handiwork of God in the wings of the many birds or their sweet song that announces a new day. Many times the talk to the Father flows freely unbound during a walk about. Many times pressures or troubles seem to melt away and I feel like Jesus is holding my hand in comfort. Bless you Bro!
Well spoken Dori! Thank you for sharing. Bro. D