As I took shelter in "A Friendly Shade" from a light rain shower, I gasped at the beautiful array of fall colors happening in the woodlands just beyond my "Shade". Many people travel a great distance to have their senses awakened with this mix of reds, oranges, greens, and yellows. Stepping out just a little I took a deep breathe, inhaled the fragrance of the fresh scent from the aftermath of the rain, and then reached out my hand to catch a drop of the lingering water drops. The touch of the rain was ever so light on the palm of my hand, and I realized that all I was watching, seeing, smelling, hearing, and touching is a work of art from God. He is busy every day painting a canvas that enhances my five senses and my very being.
Most of what I gain from my five senses is taken for granted. I never realized that until I had a friend vist one weekend. He arrived after dark, bringing along his young son who had never actually visited southern Arkansas, the home of many, many pines and oaks. His first comment as he gazed out the window the following morning was, "What's with all the trees?"
My thoughts were, "
I see them every day, I smell their piney scent, I taste the pollen in their seasons, I hear them whipping about with the wind, I touch the texture of their bark." Most importantly
"God is there! He is in control of it all."
The Five Senses
Listen! You can hear Him;
In the winds of March-
In the snapping sound of snow covered limbs forming a
downward arch-
In the gentle, cold wintery breeze-
In the sound of dew drops dripping through the trees-
In the crunch of fallen leaves blanketed beneath your
feet;
Listen closely; His voice is quiet and discreet.
Watch! There are signs everywhere;
In the glow of an early morning dawn-
In a child’s innocent face as it wakes with a yawn-
In the array of fall colors painted upon the oaks-
In the twinkling stars added by His artful strokes-
In the clouds floating from the east, west, south, and
north;
Do you see Him? His beauty shines forth.
Taste His flavor! It is so sweet;
In the kiss of peace within the heart-
In the fresh, sweet taste of fruit hand-picked from
their shipping cart-
In the cool, moist spring water upon the lip-
In the honey getting sweeter with every drip-
In the spicy seasonings that enrich and flavor;
Taste it all; He hydrates with blessings for all to
savor.
Take a sniff! Smell the freshness of life;
In the cleansing, aromatic whiff after a spring rain-
In the sweet sniff of field harvested sugar cane-
In the fragrant odor of honeysuckle growing wild-
In the fresh bathed scent of an infant child-
In the titillating, sneezy smell of just-mowed grass;
Smell the day; He created all of nature, first-class.
There’s magic in His touch. Love sprouts!
In the calming quiet as the Holy Spirit fills the
soul-
In the warm touch of a friend sent to hug and console-
In the love of a child’s arms wrapped around the neck-
In the relaxation of a rain shower sent to
keep nature in-check-
In the shivery cold, yet fireplace warmth, of a snowy
day;
Feel His tender touch when you kneel to pray.
Mary Crisp Jameson – 11/9/2013
“He did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and
fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness.” Acts 14:17b
