Lately, Micah has been helping me water the lawn. It is a contemplative practice of sorts, quiet and serene. A patient time to do little more than direct the nozzle so that the water can replenish the earth.
But with Micah as my helper, the chore takes on a whole new dimension. He loves to run through the water; to help hoist, hold, and recoil the hose. I marvel at his sheer delight in such a simple task.
What a joy to have his company in the garden! Perhaps this is what God intended when He created Eden. That is what I think of again and again as an arc of rainbow appears. Micah is my living hope.
For the LORD is good; His lovingkindness is everlasting And His faithfulness to all generations. (Psalm 100:5 NAS)