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“The Message Of The Raindrop”

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I’m sitting in front of my big bay window on this rainy morning. It’s one of my favorite places to sit especially when I can’t be outside. One might look out and only see what’s in front of them a bird-feeder, trellis, flower garden, holly trees, lawn and the church up on the hill that sits in right across the street. It’s a picture all our own. But I always look for something new I haven’t seen before, and I ask God this morning, what is it that you want to show me today.

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There it is a raindrop hanging from a leaf. I’m reminded that this one little raindrop is part of something much bigger than it looks. It’s an individual expression of the ocean from which it comes. Nature’s own reality show, and it’s playing right outside my window. But just as there is more to see then what meets the eye. I have to look within to get the deeper message. Just as the rain drop is a part of something much bigger then itself, so am I, and just as the raindrop has a purpose, so do I, and just as the raindrop is an expression of that from which it comes, so am I.

So just as the raindrop came to express its message to me today, I extend it to you.

“One Is The Loneliest Number”

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Portrait of Deserted Island by TaniaElric

Do you remember the movie “Castaway” where Tom Hanks played the part of a man who was stranded on a deserted island all by himself? He became so lonely that when he found a Wilson ball, he drew a face on it and began having conversations with Wilson as if it was a real human being. It was a great example of how we as humans are not designed to be an entity onto ourselves. We have this innate need to connect with all of creation, but more than that we long to be needed, wanted, recognized, appreciated, and most of all loved. When we don’t have these things, we often find ourselves feeling as if we too are alone on a deserted island.

We were born to be a part of each other’s lives, otherwise how would we come to understand what love is, and what good is love if it can’t extend, touch and grow? What good is life without others to share it with, for love is the giving of oneself, and without someone to share love with we may as well be stranded on a deserted island.

I have always been grateful for the people in my life, but I don’t stop often enough to realize how precious is the time they give me. It is after all a portion of they’re life that they will never get back. Our connection to each other becomes a selfless act without any expected intentions. I’m learning that the greatest gift I can give in return is to receive what they have to offer.