A Pure Heart

There is a good reason why everyone should never leave home without a kayak in the car. I drove over to visit Mom K at the Home, but found her in her room fast asleep. She was really OUT, so I decided as long as the kayak was in the car, I would take a quick trip to the river. I could come visit her after kayaking. I knew Asherel was busy and wouldn't want to go anyway so I darted off to the Catawba.

It was, as it always is, magical and peaceful and delightful. This time, on the shoreline, I spotted a bird I had not seen there before. It was the size and shape of a Great Blue Heron but it was pure white. I see white herons in Hilton Head, but I had not ever seen one on the Catawba, and even the ones in Hilton Head are much smaller. Could it have been an albino Great Blue? As soon as I got close enough to snap a picture, the heron flew away. All that was caught on my camera was a beautiful, but empty shore.

Maybe it wasn't real. Maybe it was just an angel heron reminding me that there is another world that is even more magical and peaceful and delightful than this one! It would be very easy to google this large distinctive bird and find out if it was an albino Great Blue or an angel. But I think I won't. I like to imagine that God sent me a message of purity, of being clean and white as snow, unblemished in His eyes.

Psalm 51:7-12 (NIV)
Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. [8] Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. [9] Hide your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity. [10] Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. [11] Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. [12] Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.






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