God, I Love Nature!
There are moments when my soul leans toward the wild, when I look out into the open sky or the stillness of a field and feel something ancient stir inside me. I find myself imagining what it would be like to be something other than human—not to escape myself, but to remember something more primal, more free.
First, I always think of the birds. Oh, to be a bird—soaring through the sky, wind slicing across my wings, the earth rolling beneath me like an endless canvas. I wonder if they ever look down and see me watching, as I look up and admire their grace. The humming bird especially, to witness a hummingbird is to glimpse a miracle wrapped in iridescent feathers. Its wings beat so rapidly they blur into invisibility, creating a hum that sounds like a sacred whisper from nature itself. In that blur is a rhythm so precise, it’s as if time bends to allow the hummingbird its own measure of existence.
Do they feel the same awe in return? Is there a mutual recognition between the sky-bound and the earth-bound? I’d like to think there is.
And then there’s the earth—and I know without question: if I belonged to the land, I would be a wild horse. Not one pampered in a stable, no matter how lovely. I crave the raw freedom of the untamed. I want to gallop across open plains, hooves striking the dirt like thunder, my mane lifted by the same wind that rushes through mountaintops and whispers across deserts. To be unclaimed, to run through unfamiliar terrain with no map but instinct—that is the life of a wild horse, and I can feel it pulse in me just imagining it.
Maybe this is why I love nature so deeply. It reflects the parts of me that long for connection and liberation all at once. Nature doesn’t ask you to be anything but what you are—and yet it invites you to become something more. A bird. A horse. The wind. A prayer.
And in that imagining, I find a deeper truth: I was made for freedom. Not just to run or to fly—but to feel fully alive in the body I’ve been given, wild at heart and always listening for God in the trees, in the wind, in the sky.
