As I accompanied my wife to her Parkinson Disease exercise class this today, it was a “misty, moisty, morning.” It was also a Monday. Cue the Carpenter’s “Rainy Days and Mondays.” I’m not sure if it was the weather or the aftermath of a busy Easter weekend, but I yawned through most of the hour. I had the day off and spent most of it just chilling out, working on taxes and checking out some of the contributions to this week’s Photo Challenge. The day ended with light showers and the week promises to be wet. But it’s just what we need as the trees begin to leaf out, the flowers bloom and the grass starts to green up.
Dripping Crab Apple Tree
In my late adolescence and college days, I tended to be on the melancholy side of the emotional spectrum. Songs like “Rainy Days and Mondays” really DID get me down. However, as I began to sense more of my purpose in life as it revolved around my relationship with Christ, that emotional barometer began to rise. At least some of the lines from that “blues” song relate to how that happened in my life.
Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me
(The one who loves me)
Though I was already a believer in Christ, my internal wanderings away from him, even though I outwardly appeared to be walking with him, seemed to be the trigger that brought me down. However, like the prodigal son (Luke 15:11-24), who came to his senses in a pigsty and ran back to the father, I found the loving arm of Jesus, welcoming me back when I repented of my wanderings and ran back. I’ve found no One better to run and find than Jesus, who has an everlasting love for me!
The Lord appeared to us in the past, saying:“I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness. – Jeremiah 31:3 (NIV)
Rural Iowa Pastor 
” Chilling out and working on taxes” Can that be done? … Please join me when I prepare our taxes next year so I can chill out with you. We took ours to the accountant yesterday evening. Its good to know I am not the only procrastinator when it comes to taxes unless I read the date wrong on your posting this morning. Isn’t it funny that feeedom, a word we embrace in our Country, is associated with taxes we pay to live here. I find that ironic.
Your picture is beautiful. Simpleness can sometimes express a vocabulary of emotions. You captured what many would conceive as a branch with droplets , yet the image is so much more. Its life, renewal, hope, everything that our God promises. I find the foggy mist this morning would of been an opportunity for some nice captures. God is everywhere in our photograpy excursions. However, other matters are pressing for me. Thank you Chuck for sharing your gifts. Blessings to both!
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No, Tom…chilling out and working on taxes are two separate activities! I am a little more “chill” working on my mom’s taxes (less complicated).
Thanks for your deeper interpretation.That is what I hoped such simplicity would capture. Praise God for His renewing rain on our lives. I actually took it from my kitchen window, as I was trying to catch some robins in the nesting mood. This droplets caught my attention as a zoomed in and were the better captures of the evening. So, my photo excursion was a short as the living room to the kitchen!
And, yes, this morning’s fog would have been (and still is) a nice backdrop, but like you other tasks call. God bless you, Brother!
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Beautiful photo! The stanza of lyrics is so apropos!
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