she talks of how she used to hide pennies at the base of trees and draw big chalk arrows saying, money this way, free gift. then off she'd go. she would forget about it until moved to hide another penny.
she writes:
It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted in pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get.
she continues later describing some of natures gifts and how ultimately nature's "bright coppers" are everywhere if we only look.
i sat down at this desk and there were six pennies. i searched out the seventh, knowing God is into that sort of thing, and i just had to lift up two slight obstacles and there it was, waiting to be found.
there is a woodpecker who has come to visit lately. he is particularly fond of the young oak trees in our front yard. our home is built on land once cleared for farming. it was a cotton field when we moved onto it.
being an urban creature, i seldom get out of doors. it is part of my warp and woof, nothing can be done about it. but i realized today that i often watch through windows for God to invade my indoors.
the woodpecker has ringed each oak tree and gotten through to the tender bark inside. i have no idea if this will kill the trees. my husband says the woodpecker is searching for bugs. i opt for a wait and see approach.
this morning, he was back, rhythmically moving around the tree seeking whatever delights he finds there. my daughter chased him away. but i was glad to see him. glad he interrupted my day and made me remember to go outside and contemplate things other than the four walls i happen to inhabit.
gotta run. may you find nature's coppers this day dear soul.
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