The Old Road

Meditations On The Old Road

The Old Road summer The Old Road Fall

Standing here on the old road, I can hear the traffic on the new road through the bush. This section of the old road hasn’t been used as a through road in many years, perhaps decades. The asphalt is cracked, heaving and broken to pieces in places and reduced to gravel here and there. The forest has taken over and all that remains is a single lane. Coming here for solitude and peace lets me get away from the tasks at hand and meditate on the Lord; reflect on life; think about the future; dream.

I’m reminded of the love of God as I look at the nature around me. Perchance I may see a deer as in times before, or a squirrel, or hear a chipmunk calling in the trees, or watch it as it finds a place to bury a nut, or a raccoon catching bugs. Yes, now a deer. The birds sing their songs in the maples. White fluff floats past in the breeze, endeavouring to find a place to lodge and bare fruit. Wow, “lodge and bare fruit”, how profound, yet it was the creators plan. The butterflies flutter here and there looking for nectar.

The sun continues it’s trek across the sky and the old road is almost in full view of the sun’s rays, as the shadows recede to the side. Now a cloud; now the sun. “I in them and they in me”, said the Son to the Father

“And God said, Let there be light: and there was light …and God saw the light, that it was good.” Gen. 1:3-4 (KJV)

There is a bald rock to the east of me at the edge of the bush. The ferns and grasses fill the voids on the ground between the trees. I noticed five different types of ferns growing along the old road. A broad leaf, fine leaf and a medium leaf type. There are three medium leaf types: green stemmed, brownish red stemmed and a third that grows in a group around a centre. They all vary in height from two to four and five feet tall.

Wild FlowersFlowers and wild flowers galore: white, purple and pink; vines, plants with glossy leaves, wild strawberries, raspberries and blackberries.

A flower has gone to seed with a cluster of umbrella like pods. These are now carried by a gust of wind to wherever it will. The seed has a stem attached to an inverted umbrella which is more like the cage of an umbrella with an amazing weave of fine organic silk threads covering it.

“And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so…and God saw that it was good.” Gen. 1:11-12 (KJV)


L. K. LaRose

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