Raining Leaves

"The earth is the Lord's, and everything in it." 

Psalm 24:1 (NIV)


It was a beautiful Fall day!

We call it 'raining' leaves because they are falling from the trees so abundantly. The leaves were turning from their glorious gold and red colors, allowing the trees to get ready for their wintertime dormacy.

Brooke, our three year-old granddaughter, and I decided to walk to the lake a couple of houses down in our cove. We had such a good time. Brooke went up and down the slide. I pushed her high in the swing. Her melodious voice rang out in happy song. And then she looked at me and said, "Grandma, this is the best day I ever had." With much gratefulness and a heart full of joy I thanked God for this time with my granddaughter.

Our neighbor who lives in one of the houses by the lake came out to feed the ducks. Now, on this lake there are many large geese, several huge swans, and a few small ducks. When she said she was going to feed the ducks, I thought this is going to be interesting. Those few tiny ducks won't get much of that food with all those other huge birds around.

To my astonishment she began to call the ducks with a simple, "Come on, come on ducks."

Here they came. Some from the far side of the lake. But, they had heard those words, "come on".

Pretty soon they were pitter pattering up the bank of the lake. Their mistress began to spread food on the ground in front of them. Brooke and I watched in amazement as those ducks began to eat there on the edge of the lake. As soon as the geese and swans saw what was happening, they began their clamoring to get to that food. But, before they reached it the ducks had gotten their share. That would not have been possible if the big birds had started eating first.

Soon, I could tell Brooke was getting tired and it was time for us to leave all of this fall beauty and go home.

"Come on", I called to Brooke and she came running!

Her little short legs had gone about as far as they could go, but those two simple words "come on" were all she needed to hear. We returned slowly home, tired but delightfully happy.

I prayed I would forever let those ducks be a lesson to me. When I hear God speaking to my spirit, I want to go running! With a smile like Brooke's when her grandma uttered those two simple words "come on".

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