Article July 17, 2006 Issue

I glimpsed God and soared

BY SHELLY RICHARDSON

It was a beautiful day for birding. Not that I am much of a bird enthusiast, but my dear friend Doramay was willing to guide me through one of our city paths, and a wetlands area, in search of a large horned owl.

Doramay loves birds. That morning I had the opportunity to learn from her expertise—and as it turned out to gain a fresh insight into God's nature at the same time.

When we started, I recognized the path as one I'd biked before. At first glance I saw a lake, trees, and a bunch of ducks. Nothing special or spectacular. Admittedly, I was looking through the eyes of a very novice birder; yet, as another hiker left the path, he advised us that there was little bird activity. But Doramay had different ideas. Confident that there were wonders to be seen in the marsh, she led me forward down the path, then handed me binoculars and pointed to a large bush on the lake. I saw nothing but a bush. With the binoculars, all I saw was a magnified bush.

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