Have you ever been on a walk in the country and come across items you simply had to pick up and take with you...."found" things? An old bird nest...a stone shaped like a heart...a stick stripped clean and bearing the teethmarks of an industrious beaver. I love found things. I used to keep a small collection of found rocks on the floor of my side of the car. They don't have to be valuable or earthshaking...maybe an empty bird egg, a piece of wood in the shape of an animal, a handful of persimmons kissed by the frost.
Today I declare to be a "Found Day."
My university published a notice before 8 AM that said "We will be following a normal schedule today."
By 930 AM, the website notice read "We will be closed for the rest of the day."
Ahhh, now it was not just a day that I couldn't get to work but anyone with any fortitude could...No, now it was truly a Found Day.
What does one do with a Found Day?
A bit of this, a little of that. Some things that need doing all along but aren't priority. A few things that must be done to assuage guilt. Graded a few papers.
Took a few pictures because it was just wrong not to.
Created a new blog post. But not much of anything, really.
Found Days, when we can enjoy them, are gifts. But then, every day is a gift, isn't it?
This is the day the Lord has made;We will rejoice and be glad in it. (Psalm 118: 24)
My times are in Your hand,