Nose in Bible. Pen in journal.
But I looked up. Out into the field.
And watched a male turkey try to gain the attention of several females.
Who paid him no mind.
He fluffed. He fanned. He followed.
Back and forth. The caboose on the train. The shovel in the parade.
At one point a second male approached the front of the line. But the females just veered to the right leaving both males stranded. I thought there’d be a fight. But no. Both males just looked kind of resigned, and male #2 eventually went his own way while male #1 continued the dance.
In gentleman fashion.
While the females pecked at the ground.
Just like I often miss the majesty and splendor God parades before me and around me. Or simply ignore it. While I aimlessly peck head down through my day. Or rattle and crash through it like a runaway grocery cart in a parking lot.
While I pay Him no mind.
I almost missed the opportunity to marvel at the marvelous.
To wonder at the wonderful.
I need to slow down more. I need to look up more.
I don’t want to miss Him.
“What a wildly wonderful world, God! You made it all with wisdom at Your side, made earth overflow with your wonderful creations.” Psalm 104:24 (Message)
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