Seeds of Love - Meditations -Lilies of Contemplation



Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes . . . 'Aurora Leigh' - Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Walking this October in Riva - Lago di Garda, I came across this beautiful leaf. At once I thought of Jacob and he so moved by the love of his son gave him a gift; a beautiful coat of many colours. Then I thought how God had much more clothed the trees. The whole of creation was screaming out His Glory for any who wish to take the time to look. How often have I forsaken rainbows seeing only rain and puddles on the ground. Many treasures have escaped me and I have been the loser because I have not been receptive to what has been freely given. Imagine harvest time, and a field of blackberries. Evening is drawing near and the sun starts to make its descent. A huge ball of gold is now seen low in the sky, casting a glow like fire amongst the bushes. Each bush laden with its ripe lush fruit and glistening in the early evening. The fruit pickers are tired from their days work, some see only fruit stains and tears on their flesh where the prickles of the bushes have left a wound or two, they are grumbling complaining of their lot. Others are still cramming their mouths with blackberries their faces are stained with the berries; happy enough they be, feasting and making sure that they get as much out of the day as possible. Some however see the beauty of the moment and in their soul they take off their shoes. They see the bushes on fire and the Glory of God in the midst. They feel that they are walking on Holy Ground. His thumprint is imprinted on each face we meet, each animal we see. The heavens His canvas where the stars dance across the skies. The rainbow His paintbox; every colour imaginable He uses to clothe the landscape. But only the lover will see the hand of the beloved laying a feast out for the soul. *'He welcomes me into His banqueting table and His banner over me is love'*