Sometimes in nature, things seem so incredibly perfect, and well formed. The ultimate in construction or design.  Looking closely at most anything…. a flower, a spider web, the veins of a leaf.   Or you can go larger, if you wish.  The rugged mountains and natural lakes in Glacier National Parks.  The red cliffs of Zion.  The clouds up in the sky.  All of these things…. I am telling you…. they are amazingly fabulous.

And then.  Nature craps on us.  A tornado rips through a town.  A snow storm blasts a region.  Hurricanes.  Earthquakes.

For a long, long time now … I have worried about those things.  I often say I am a lot like Chicken Little.  My friends always chuckle and shake their heads when I’d do my Chicken Little impression….. running around the room… grasping my head… yelling…. “The sky is falling!  The sky is falling!”

Well Holy Crap-o-moley.  Guess what happened after all that time?

The sky fell, hit Russia…. and hurt 1200 people.

Now… I do not wear the badge of Chicken Little proudly.   I wish I could keep my feathers from getting ruffled.  I hate ruffles.  They make my butt look big.
You see….. it might be best if I quit looking at the sky…. waiting for it fall… and focus more on the little, beautiful treasures…. that exist all around me.  Every day.

I know for sure that what we dwell on is who we become.   – Oprah Winfrey