Recently I wrote about how new leaf buds that are now coming out on the trees and full grown leaves that are soon to follow would be obscuring my far vision in the very near future. This growth is already blocking views of houses, hillsides, and other sights that I can happily spy during the winter.
But I am OK with that, because the beauty of spring sights, sounds, and smells is so welcome.
Meanwhile I look and watch, through and beyond, as carefully as I can. Between the branches, above the ground cover, I look out long into the distance to notice the color of a roof, the lay of the land, or the water falling in streams “over there.” Very soon all this will be cloaked in greenery and hidden away. And I will go back to enjoying the near vision, the evidence of new life and growth around me.
Sometimes in mid-summer, I catch a glimpse between the tops of trees into a sun-ray-lit space that seems almost magical, the door into another world. Just an imaginative vision, I know. But fun to consider and smile about.
Also, in the world of today I am trying to look through and beyond the current health crisis, to a world out there that is past all this. Right now the virus is coloring almost everything. But my vision is of a better world, more caring, more purposeful, and more hopeful. Again, something to consider and smile about.
The words of this precious hymn again ring true:
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art…
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall;
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.