This rose seemed so bright that with its ragged edges it looked as though it were on fire. Our imaginations can be set aflame by so many different things, if we are looking with the right eyes, that it can sometimes be hard to dampen them down again. I wonder why we do. I wonder too, if part of becoming “like little children” is to regain that sense of awe that fires our imaginations into seeing the presence of God in burning bushes (and flaming roses) everywhere. This leads us on rather nicely to our next subject in our world of seeing, Scripture.
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017