Creation is known as God’s ‘other book’ of revelation. I revel in the beauty of nature whether it’s splashing along the shore or finding my way along soft, leaf-littered trails. The solitude is energizing and healing. For me, it is the oft overlooked ‘ordinary’ places that offer a glimpse of the divine. Glancing down an unremarkable path into the woods, I see a soft shaft of light illuminate a bed of ferns nestled alongside a rock wall. Or maybe I’m clinging to the edge of a creek, and I notice the trout lilies and Trillium in shades of gold and wine. Sitting on rocks at ocean’s edge, a pool of transparent water magnifies purple and silver shell fragments, and mustard yellow lichens paint the graphite hued rocks. I am in love with creation.
