‘The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.’
I’ve been thinking about this quote for a while now. Even before we closed on the house. There is something magical about stopping to smell the roses, or taking a moment, or just opening your eyes to your surroundings.
When I was working I never had the time — or I thought I never had the time to do such things. I practiced “seeing” on a small scale — and I suppose my small scale was a lot larger than some people — but it was nothing to what I’ve been “seeing” since retirement.
I have no regrets about my life — but I have to say, had I not lived this long I would have missed a lot. The world is a new place to me. A better place; not because of what man has done, but because I’m seeing with new eyes what has been there all along: God’s magnificent creation.