"It's a new season. It's a new day. A fresh annointing is coming my way."
We sang that song years ago in church...
I thought of it today as I look back over the past few days. Yesterday morning, I was driving to work on a back road...the sun was beginning to rise, casting glorious light across the hills. I looked to my left and saw five deer just hanging out. I came close to stopping the car...I slowed to a crawl and looked further and saw four more. Now, I come from Georgia...the deep south side of Georgia...where plantations rule and deer are no stranger to this girl...but something about that group of deer, standing at peace, was beautiful to me. Then I noticed the sunrise...the way the sky is different each morning...the newness of each day astounds me sometimes.
Last night, as I was on the stupid eliptical, I looked over the soccer field at Carson-Newman...practice wasn't going on, but all of a sudden, I looked up and saw geese flying overhead. They were circling the field, like they had practice...I laughed a little. And with each lap around the field, a new goose took the lead while the others followed behind. Geese all know where they are going, but work together to get there...when one gets tired, another heads to the front and leads for a while...there is no dominance...just a steady rotation of getting the job done.
The trees are blooming. Yes, we may still have winter ahead, but the revival of creation has begun and reminds me of God's capacity to revive us, to renew us...to make something beautiful out of dirt. And if creation is already praising God, why aren't we? Huddle up like the deer, be at peace, and join me in practice as we fly...take the lead, be a part of it all.
