I had just put a cake in the oven when Weldon opened the door and called in, "Come on. I want to show you something! Get your camera! Bring mine, too." I grabbed his camera and my phone, slipped on my shoes, and headed out, saying "I just put a cake in the oven, so I need to be back within 20 minutes." He had the four-wheeler (the dirty, mud-splattered four-wheeler) and told me to climb on. I obeyed, very gingerly. "Should I have changed my jeans?" "Nah, you'll be fine."
We roared down the road and he turned onto one of the far fields. I didn't notice anything too special when he stopped, but he hopped off and started walking, his camera at the ready. I looked around and asked, "This is it?" He was already taking photos.
And then my eyes were opened and I saw the beauty ... of dandelions! They were everywhere, carpeting the field. My pictures don't begin to show how lovely it was.
Robert Louis Stevenson said it succinctly: "The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings." We get so busy (frustrated, tired, judgmental, lackadaisical) in our own little world that we often miss the "number of [amazing] things" all around us.
We're all busy. But in the midst of busy, let's take a moment to see (and delight in) the beauty at hand. Dandelions. Birds. The neighbor who drives you crazy. Fluffy cloud "animals". Kids trying to catch butterflies. Cake. Don't forget cake!
Lord, give us eyes that see!