I pulled into the Quarry Hill Preserve and walked up the hill to blueberry fields.

My expectations were low. At first glance there were no signs of berries until I really looked. I stopped and look carefully.

There were plump berries everywhere.

After awhile, I filled the bottom of my quart container. And then it was half full. It takes time to fill a container even when there are plenty of berries. I had to slow down, enjoy the quiet and feel the breeze. I confess that I became impatient which was silly.

It was abundantly clear that there were far more berries than I would ever pick.

Lesson from God:
Look closely for there may be more wonder, more abundance, more love, and more generosity than we can imagine.

Could it be that our job is simply to slow down, look carefully, and take the time to pick one berry at a time?