Front Row Seat To Awe
“Little did I know I had a front row seat to a one-man play too extraordinary to be wasted on Broadway.”
Everything familiar has been shut down. The world has literally stopped. And because of that, I have noticed. I have been entertained by ten scissortails wrestling in mid-air with tails flared in what seemed like a pandemonium of joy. I noticed the blood moon that recently rose over Fort Worth decorating the eastern sky during Holy Week. Hosanna was the only human response. It just came out naturally, unrehearsed. Karen and I stood together on a hill that served as our stadium in this most reverent privileged moment. The wildflowers of Texas have been magnificent, but for the first time, I have noticed the exquisite tiny ones that have always been overshadowed by those photographed. And then there was the deer that walked with me in the glistening dew of the sunrise in the adjacent field this morning. And oh yes, the hug from a couple of “sheepadoodle” puppies in the neighborhood that covered me with kisses and stepped all over me with their clumsy big feet as I was enveloped in a pillow of fur from heaven.
I have to ask myself these days, how much would I have paid for each of those priceless moments. And that is when it hit me, I had a front-row seat to a play too extraordinary to be wasted on Broadway. While the world has stopped, God continues to awe us…