I remember this excellent advice from elementary school, so it seems appropriate for September. I’ve mostly mastered street crossing these days, but it’s actually not bad advice for life. I had a chance to do all three the other day at the Butterfly House at The Gardens on Spring Creek. Maybe I can tempt you to check it out yourself, if you’re local. Either way, take a deep breath and imagine yourself here soaking in a bit of butterfly peace and beauty—
Plus a bit of hurricane-free tropical foliage—
Remember my misadventures in the Key West Butterfly and Nature Conservatory? This was nothing like that. I was super calm the whole time. Well, at least until I got back outside and encountered a guy bellowing into his cell phone loud enough that I could hear him from fifty yards away, but eventually he wandered off.
Mostly, it felt like a reward for finally obeying a persistent God-nudge to let someone else benefit from David’s clothing, especially coats, as we head into fall and winter. Not easy, even after nearly five years–and I’ll admit a few favorites still hang in the closet–but it felt right.
Somehow I imagined the actual moment of relinquishing to be a bigger deal, but it took no time at all. I said nothing about David–hard to believe, I know–and the guy simply put everything into a bin and rolled it away. So there I was a few blocks from The Gardens on Spring Creek with time on my hands before my poetry class. I’d always meant to check it out, but somehow hadn’t. I didn’t even know the butterflies were there. What a treat.
I hope you remember to stop sometimes to listen for the still small voice of God, and I hope you respond to his nudges more readily than I do. Maybe you’ll be rewarded with butterflies. Can’t we all use a bit of gentle beauty about now?
Here’s one more treat to make you smile, little man Brooks discovering the joys of playing music . . .