Ah, perspective!

This morning I woke to droplets on my windowpane.  Now, it's the weekend, and normally, we want sunshine for our outside playtime.  However, with the recent drought, those raindrops please us more than four Sundays of sunshine and soft breezes.  Funny how life and nature illustrate the power of perspective.  Now and then, we must all sit back and savor the positives in our lives from all different angles.  Sometimes we lose sight of the common things, the basics so vital, so precious in our lives.  Everything from food and shelter to friends and family weave into the fabric of each day, strong and steady, unfaltering.  We appreciate them, of course, but one thread pulled or broken or missing stops us in our tracks and makes us value our whole tapestry, the big picture AND each pixel that creates it, that keeps it whole.  (How's that for mixing ancient and modern metaphors?)  Ah yes, can you tell the rain has touched my soul, has given me the gift, not only of refreshment and new birth, but of humility and gratitude for each tiny and grand aspect of my life?  Could I survive loss?  Of course, but at this moment, I revel in all I'm privileged to hold dear, all I'm blessed to hold in my arms, to hold in my heart.  You, you all...how precious you are to me!  Amen.  Amen.