the whole earth is filled, and so am I

the whole earth is filled, and so am I

Last weekend, I went to a writer’s conference, a 3-hour drive from home. I arrived at my hotel a bit before sunset, and having spent the entire day indoors or on the road, I decided to sit outside and enjoy what sun was left before checking in.

Next to the hotel was this field of weeds. As I slowed down and really looked, I noticed that every seed head looked like it was aflame, catching the light of the low sun, doing a little dance in the breeze. (My phone couldn’t accurately capture the beauty of it, but this will give you a glimpse.)

After 10 minutes or so, I went away refreshed, more at peace.

The whole earth is filled with His glory, and it’s there to fill us. How much flaming beauty do we bypass every day because we’re too busy focused on checking the next box? And what is the cost to our souls?

“Earth’s crammed with heaven, 
And every common bush afire with God, 
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.”

― Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Originally posted to Instagram.

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