Oh and over by the sink were the remains of last week's bouquet of Irises that Dave cut from our plants and brought in from me! I love summer and the beautiful flowers that are growing all around us.
The peonies weren't the only rescue that happened in the rain. As we were out walking, we saw a mother duck attempting to cross the busy road with her tiny ducklings. We watched in horror as the cars, oblivious to the drama that was happening, rushed by. I couldn't bare to see these tiny ones run over...so out I ran, stopping traffic and trying to encourage Momma Duck to take her ducklings back where it was safe.
At first she wasn't too sure...and neither were the babies. But then she realized I guess that just maybe I knew what was best and she should head back to the creek. As I continued to herd them across the road, one got away from the rest and tried in vain to jump back up onto the curb. I had to chase it and then gently hold it in my hand and help it up. I stayed and watched as it found it's way back to it's mother through the dense underbrush. Momma stood quietly quacking so it could follow her voice until they were reunited.
We were so relieved when they all made it back to the park, and disaster had been averted. And I just had to think....how often does my Heavenly Father see me attempting something that is not only dangerous but not in my best interests. I am so sure...and yet, He knows better. I plead, and beg and complain because I don't get the answer I want......and He gently picks me up and puts me back where I am safe, where I belong, where I need to be.......Thank you Lord, for loving me enough to rescue me in the rain!