Unless it Moves the Human Heart

It is spring in my part of the world, though the snow I’ve found on my car for the past couple of days would beg to differ. One of the good things about snow this time of year is that I know it won’t last.

I must, grudgingly, admit that it is beautiful.

I spent some time with friends last night at a cabin on a small lake. After spending time together, I spent some time gazing at the lake.

With all of the ice gone, the lake rippled gently. Against this backdrop, the trees that lined the lake were dusted in snow. The contrast between the nearly calm lake and the snow was incredible. It reminded me again of the beauty of our world.

There are a lot of things that are ugly in this world but for that moment, it was beautiful. I wish I had taken a picture of the lake.

Instead I have this picture of some of my favorite people whom I shared that moment with:

This is one of the reasons I write. This is how I make sense of my world and the things I see. I am moved by the beauty of a snowy, spring lake, the company of friends, and the cry of a baby. These are the things that move my heart.

What things move your heart?