Through and Through Life: Gleaning in the Stones

“There’s a rabbit on the driveway.”

I glanced out the window.

Sure enough.

A rabbit sat in the gravel at the edge of the driveway apron.

I talked to it through the open window.

It stopped nosing in the stone for a moment and looked my way, but was not moved.

I marveled at how the sun, low in the west, dappled fur and shined through thin pink, accentuated veins that pumped life.

“I don’t suppose it’ll hang around long enough for me to get my camera.”

But it waited while I retrieved camera case from bedroom (I don’t remember why it was upstairs), removed camera, snapped off the lens cap, and focused.

It even let me open the back door enough to prop myself between it and the door jamb in order to remove the glass barrier.

I snapped several pictures before it bolted off when my husband bounded up the basement stairs, flip flops flapping against his heels.

It’s okay, bunny, that noise scare me, too.

But I wondered, why was it so intent on gleaning in the stones while surrounded with green pastures?

Am I?

 

Point out the road I must travel; I’m all ears, all eyes before you.
Save me from my enemies, God— you’re my only hope!
Teach me how to live to please you, because you’re my God.
Lead me by your blessed Spirit into cleared and level pastureland.
~Psalm 143:8b-10 (Message)

Linking today with Faith Barista Bonnie as she asks us to “share a moment you felt close to God recently.” It happens every time I marvel at His creation and the lessons it holds for us.