Diamonds in the Trees

Yesterday morning at sunrise I received a gift from God. He met with me. We talked about a lot of things, but one of the things we talked about was the magnificent display that He had placed before me. I have stared out this bedroom window for years and watched the seasons go by, but I have never seen or appreciated the beauty that was there for me yesterday morning. As I look out from this vantage point, there are loads of tree branches. That's how I describe it in words. But yesterday at sunrise, He put diamonds on those trees for me. Tiny raindrops still on the trees from an overnight rain caught the early sun's rays and it was incredible. Then he sat two plump peach-bellied mourning doves in the trees, perfectly placed as a center of interest as in a well planned painting. A gray-brown squirrel scampered on one of the back-lighted trees in the scene. We talked about His art. He gave me the gift of these artist eyes so I could see His beauty. He did all this in shades of the gray-brown of the criss crossing naked tree branches of mid-march. As a colorist, I could never appropriate that in paint. The joy I experienced after days of mourning can only be described as supernatural and surreal. I just camped there for awhile... with Him.