This morning began quite ordinary, as miracles do.
A walk in the emerald wood.
Until the skies opened
And the Spirit revealed Herself swathed in the wind.
A squirrel, a pair of chipmunks and a bluejay stopped what they were doing and sat in rapt attention
As I received my raindrop baptism.
How quickly the ordinary turns sacramental.
The surprise lightening bolt was just a reminder that things won’t always be pretty
Until they will be again.
Today I received a raindrop blessing
The trees as my holy witnesses
God must have known I was due for a transformation.
I shall not be returning home the same.