Do you collect anything? Aside from the occasional Christmas ornament
I pick up whenever I travel to a new destination, I don’t collect
anything material. However, I do have a collection of intangible
treasures that I regard as priceless.
One gem is the first time I saw a shooting star. I was probably
eleven years old, and we were at a picnic playing hide and seek. As the
call of “Olly olly oxen free” went up, I emerged from my hiding place to
run across a dark field to home base, when on the horizon before me, a
shooting star streaked across the sky. I was so amazed by the sight that
I stopped short and stood in the black field with my mouth gaping in
awe.
Another gem I collected twelve years ago while on a cruise in the
Caribbean with my family. It was that magical time of day when it’s
still light but the sun is sinking and everything drips with melting
gold. There were several other ships in port in St. Maarten with us, and
as evening drew near, one-by-one the ships left for the open sea. The
water was flat and the wind was nil. As my dad and I stood at the rail
on the upper deck, we watched as each ship sailed into the setting sun.
But what I will never forget is how each of their wakes left a golden
filigree on the placid surface of the sea for miles.
I picked up another treasure several years ago while on another
cruise–this time near Mexico. After spending the afternoon in port, we
came back to our room to recuperate before getting ready for dinner.
While my husband and son lounged in our cabin, I went out onto the small
veranda off our room, sat in the lounge chair, and closed my eyes to
relax. As I was dozing, I was awakened by the sound of several shipmates
on the decks above and below me shouting, “Whale!” I glanced to my
right, and there beside the ship was this enormous whale leaping out of
the ocean. I couldn’t get to my feet fast enough to open the cabin door
and yell, “Come quick. There’s a whale!” As my family watched this sleek
whale put on a show, I looked above and below us. Hundreds of
passengers had gathered on the verandas of the various decks. There were
so many people lining the rails on this side of the ship, it was a
wonder we didn’t tip.
Just last month, I added a new treasure to my collection. We had
tickets to see U2 at Pittsburgh’s Heinz Field. It was rather chilly for
June. And cloudy, but that is not unusual for Pittsburgh. We had cheap
seats, high in the upper deck, but as they gave a glorious view of
Pittsburgh’s skyline, I didn’t mind sitting up that high. But what
really impressed me was something that happened moments before U2 took
the stage. Although it was not raining anywhere in sight, a red rainbow
formed over the field and terminated above where the group would soon
appear. Now, I’ve seen many rainbows, but this was unusual because there
was no precipitation and because you could not see any other colors of
the spectrum but red against the leaden sky.
It seemed that everyone saw the phenomenon at once as a gasp arose
from the crowd and thousands of cell phones were held aloft to capture
the beautiful sight. The red rainbow stayed for several minutes, and
then before it faded, it cast its light on the surrounding clouds
turning them a rosy pink. Sure, U2 was good, but I’ll never forget that
red rainbow.
I can’t remember where I read this, but someone once observed that
humans are continuously fascinated by God’s handiwork but easily become
bored with things made by human hands. Case in point. If you grew up
during the 1960s and 70s, you may remember the nation’s fascination with
the space program. People clustered around their televisions to watch
Neil Armstrong walk on the moon, but with each successive trip into
space, less and less people paid attention. Yet, people never get bored
with watching something as simple as a sunset.
Why does that happen? Clearly, there is something embedded in the
human soul that longs for the Divine. The summer provides us with more
opportunities to be out in nature and to observe God at work in His
creation. Keep your eyes open. It may be something as simple as a
hummingbird buzzing your garden or as spectacular as bioluminescent
ocean waves pounding a beach or the flash of the Northern Lights that
give you a glimpse of His glory. You never know what treasure He may
cast before you that will spark your sense of amazement and that will
become a cherished addition to your treasure chest.
This originally appeared on the Catholic Writers Guild blog.