Spring Peepers

Today is one of the first days that I am able to sit outdoors with shorts on, sunglasses on my face and an iced vanilla latte in hand. It is simply beautiful. My dorm is right next to a small swamp, but as I sit outside near this swamp the sound of the spring peepers surpass all noises and I am reminded of home.
I grew up in a tiny town with a population of 635, a graduating class of 48 and not a stoplight in sight. I can walk out my door and run down a hill of grass and jump off a ledge onto a sandy beach followed by a clear lake and a splash. This place that I call home, is where I find God in the midst of madness, gladness and peacefulness. I am taken back by the creation surrounding us and the amazing beauty of a sunset and leaves on the trees or the simple sound of the spring peepers. In the late summer evenings I have the reassurance that I can run to the end of my dock or jump in my hammock and feel God there. I can lay back with a pile of blankets on my beach and look at the stars in awe with the sound of a crackling fire and the smell of s'mores knowing that without a doubt that the creator has blessed us immensely. Just simply being in Gods creation and enjoying the beauty is where I find God, and there is no other way that I would rather spend my time with Him. When I look at the still lake I am filled with wonder and almost sadness in a way that when some people look at this creation that our Heavenly Father has given us for our enjoyment, don't believe that there is a God. As I watch the fish swim under the dock I am crushed that people believed that this came about by a bang of chemical reactions and cells. As God shows me his beauty through the trees, the bees and the leaves, I find myself wanting to share this with more than just myself but show others the beauty and complexity of his surrounding works. As summer is rounding the corner, I know that I will be lost in creation yet found in His beauty with a cup of iced coffee in hand.

Psalms 104 "I will praise the Lord. Lord my God, you are very great. You are dressed in glory and majesty. You wrap yourself in light as if it were a robe. You spread the heavens out like a tent. You build your palace high in the heavens. You make the clouds serve as your chariot. You ride on the wings of the wind. You make the winds serve as your messengers. You make flashes of lightening serve you. You placed earth on its foundations. It can never be moved. You covered the oceans like a blanket. The waters covered the mountains. But you commanded the waters and they ran away. At the sound of your thunder they rushed off. They flowed down the mountains.They went into the valleys. You make springs pour water into the valleys. The springs give water to all of the wild animals. The birds of the air build nests by the waters, they sing among the branches. You water the mountains from your palace high in the clouds...The earth is filled with the thing you have made.