The Painted Turtle :: Artistically Waiting from the McGlamorous Blog

This morning, as I flipped through my devotional book from “Our Daily Bread”, I turned to a later date and for curiosity stayed on it. It got my attention due to the title : Waiting with the Turtle. Five years ago or more my life was completely different. Yours probably was too, but I distinctly remember hearing my dog bark ferociously at one of these creatures outside of my house. When I went to go check, there she was. Out of nowhere it seems. And now here she is again. Still waiting, but with a clearer vision. Guess what. The turtle. More beauty. And a story began. The Waiting With The Turtle” article explains that every fall, when the painted turtle senses winter coming, she dives to the bottom of her pond, burning herself in the muck and mud. She pulls into her shell and goes still: her heart rate slows, almost stopping, and her body temperature drops just above freezing, she stops breathing, and she waits. For six months she is buried while her bones release calcium into her bloodstream. This can even cause her to lose her shape. But when the pond thaws, she floats up, again breathing. Her bones reform, and she will feel the warmth of sun on her shell. Psalm 40:01-5, 14-17 Read more on the blog...