Dinner for Three and a God-Wink
We went trout fishing last night in the little pond close to our cabin and Michael nabbed these three beauties for supper. It was a GORGEOUS evening.
There was a rain storm on the mountains off to the southwest, creating the most amazing, everchanging scenes—moving shafts of sunlight, highlighting various portions of mountain forests and flat, sagey valleys below. The sky above our pond was constantly changing as well. Every couple of minutes one of us would say, “Stop. Look at the sky now.”
So, we’d pause from our focused task, and look up, admiring the varieties of blue-grays overhead, the formations of the clouds, and the position of the sun with its resulting shadows. Glorious.
But once we had our catch for the night, posed Michael for the obligatory see-what-I-caught pic, and positioned the camera to get the final shot of the day, we saw something which nearly dropped us to the ground in awe.
The sky had turned a magnificent, swirling display of salmons, tangerines, melons, lemons, violets, lavenders and cotton candy. It had rallied in the few seconds it took to set the picturing-taking scene. The reflection in the glassy waters doubled the intensity.
It’s beauty lasted only as long as it took to snap five or six poses and then, as quickly as it had apperared, it was gone. The sun disappeared behind the ridge leaving only a few whispers behind to confirm its presence had been with us.
Hardly able to accept what we had experienced, we huddled over the camera to validate it’s reality. Yep, captured there, in the camera’s veiwfinder, proof postive, for all eternity, was dinner for three and a God-wink.
Glory to God.
QUESTION: Sometimes we have to go hunting for treasures. Other times they’re just dropped into our lap. Either way, I like to think of them as winks from God. What God-Winks have you experienced recently?