Recently I was sitting at my camper window observing my bird feeders when two hummingbirds made their approach, landed, stayed a while and then moved on. This pattern of flight was repeated for almost an hour, and I sat quietly, observing. I was mesmerized by their agility and tenacity as they would hover midair, take a drink, and then fly off into a nearby tree. They seemed to grow comfortable with my presence, stayed longer, and hovered more frequently. I wanted to applaud as I watched in awe.
Applause From My Camper Window
Those Applaudable Moments
Have you ever been in the theatre watching a movie when at the conclusion, the audience bursts into spontaneous applause? It’s such a stirring experience when no one writes in the script, “applause”, but the crowd feels such overwhelming gratitude and awe that hands and hearts can’t be restrained. The sound of clapping fills the theatre.
Seeing the Destination – But Unable to Get There
I remember a flight out to Utah one day when the weather was first beautiful – and then we hit a storm. The voice from the flight attendant remains calm as she says, “the captain asks that you remain in your seats with your seatbelt fastened. He wants to apologize for the bumpy conditions we are experiencing. We will remain in a hold pattern and make another approach shortly.” And so we begin circling, and bouncing, and wondering if we’ll make it to solid ground. The passengers are quiet; the tension, palatable. Though I am frightened, I discover the storm to be a thing of beauty as bolts of lightning leap from one cloud to another. I almost want to applaud the beauty and wonder of nature in this raw form. And then we land and the passengers do indeed applaud.
Glorious Sky Art
I remember other camping moments while watching the sunset play hide and seek with the tops of the Australian Pines just a short distance off in the edge of the woods. More recently from my cabin window in the woods, I blink as the sun reflects diamonds across the lake. I’ve watched with the same awe and wonder as three squirrels play around the base of a pine tree, a cricket balances on a thin blade of grass, or a tiny ant carries a load several times his size. I see the soft illusions of shape and color through an early morning fog, and feel a gentle breeze blowing my hair just enough to cool my face. These events elicit an applause response in my heart.
Never Tiring of the Beauty
I simply want to applaud my God and my Creator for His glorious world. I begin to sing softly to my surroundings, “all nature sings and around me rings, the music…this is my Father’s world.”
Lord, help me not become so busy in the hectic pace of life that I forget to applaud with joy, the wondrous gifts of Your mighty creations.
Have you had one of those “a-ha” moments when you just simply felt applause to be the only correct response? It’d be fun to hear from you.