The Not-so-secret Admirer

I’ve always had a hard time hiding when I’m an admirer of somebody. I’ve noticed it a lot over the last few years. If I like somebody or admire them then I let it be shown, even when I think I’m hiding it. It’s probably because I often let myself show things when I think that nobody is looking or nobody will notice. It’s been a trait that I’ve often been annoyed with.

In one instance, however, I prefer to remain a not-so-secret admirer. I was riding my bike from church to home today. I was looking at everything around. It was beautiful. I am that person who looks at an old tree and forgets to breathe because it is so beautiful. As I was riding through an area that has man-made ponds, called the Nedereindse Plas, I couldn’t help but look at the water and remember how amazing God is. The water (which is normally quite disgusting) was a beautiful color…a shade of blue and green mixed together, one of those colors that looks good only when it’s the water wearing it and should never be tried on by people. It was a color that moved with the waves that were created by the massive winds sweeping across the land. A bit further I saw a large grassy area that was covered with purple, yellow, and white flowers that are finally able to shine. I forgot to watch the road that I was driving on because my eyes were riveted to the perfection of such a sight. It was at that moment I realized that I’m a great admirer of God, and I’m not a secret one, either. I often get caught looking at something, admiring the beauty of God’s handiwork. Yes, He’s the only being that I’ve never been embarrassed to openly admire. I guess you could say I’m in love!