Marge likes to shop for groceries. I like to forage. I have to admit, though, that if our lives depended on my foraging, we’d become mighty lean. (Since almost every popular magazine has an article on dieting, maybe I could write one on the benefits of becoming a hunter-gatherer!) Wild foraging, while free, does not necessarily offer up the best-tasting food. Yet I’m getting accustomed to the quirky taste of some of nature’s freebies. In today’s post, found on the Ambling page, I muse a bit on the growing practice of foraging: finding food, spices, teas, and so forth in natural wild areas.
Hunter-Gatherer
We Need Nature
Seems like a given, doesn’t it? The natural world is the material source of life. But I mean “need” in a different sense. Let me explain:
Friday, September 23, was the official beginning of autumn this year. As always, the natural world around those of us who live in America’s upper Midwest has a mood very different from the first day of spring 6 months ago. Weather, vegetation, and wild creatures have made their annual transition. In the Norway maple outside our backdoor, a male katydid has once again announced its regional dominance with a series of loud “scritches”—
fast notes on warm evenings and slow ones on cool nights. Crickets add their percussions to the nighttime concert. By comparison, there were no insect sounds on the first day of spring.
In the morning, when I walk the dog, this year’s hatch of young crows is usually making a jabber of caws. They chase each other from tree to bush to tree practicing what will be serious business for them next spring: ganging together to pester and hopefully chase off owls and hawks bent on devouring their young. Then there are the seemingly omnipresent robins: Unlike in the spring when they are in
mated pairs and busy about their work of nesting and reproducing, fall robins are flocking together and filling up with food to power their migration south and away from the coming snow and frigid air.
Other wonderful seasonal differences too numerous to mention are affecting my soul with a sense of constancy and regularity that brings to mind God’s renewed covenant with the earth after the flood. Consider today’s key Scripture:
KEY SCRIPTURE:
As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease (Genesis 8:22).
With so much economic and political chaos in the human world—with wars and rumors of wars, with technological revolutions and changing forms of communication, with the massive increase in information—my soul needs to stay in touch with the eternal rhythms of God’s world. It is good to remain linked to and constantly aware of what does not change.
Considering all the many ways available to insulate and isolate ourselves from the natural world, it’s easy to have the attitude of the
child who was asked by a researcher if he’d rather play indoors or outdoors. His reply: “Oh, I like to play inside; because that’s where the electrical outlets are.”
What are the lessons this child’s attitude should be teaching us about connecting with God’s world? Are we learning these lessons or ignoring them? We would be wise to ask what T. S. Eliot asked more than 70 years ago:
Where is the life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?(Opening stanza of Eliot’s “Choruses from the Rock”)
Wonders Everywhere
When it comes right down to it, when you learn to love God’s great outdoors, you will find wonders not only in the mega-majestic but also in the mini-majesty just outside your backdoor. Today’s post is found on the “Ambling” page, and it highlights the wonder of creation that is close to virtually all of us—even in urban areas. [Click here to read the post. Photo is the fall seed-head of the Jack-in-the-pulpit. Click on it to see it in larger size.]
Chickadees and Wall Street
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Chickadees don’t give a rip about the stock market! That’s just one of many things I love about this wonderful little creature. So instead of sitting inside watching the news about my retirement account flying away, I like to go outside and watch my favorite bird—a creature that owned this country long before Wall Street!
Chickadees were with the starving Pilgrims their first year in the Plymouth Colony. They were around the campfires at Valley Forge. They were picking seeds amid the din of Gettysburg.
They were sometimes handfed by Civilian Conservation Corps workers during the Great Depression. They watched FDR pondering his war decisions at Camp David (then called Shangri-la!). Daily they visit the trees around the lonely crash site of Flight 93 near Shanksville. And there they are today in my summer-weary Juneberry tree.
KEY SCRIPTURE:
Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you (1 Peter 5:7)
I love chickadees because they live life with gusto. They’re small, fragile, and vulnerable—especially to the hawks that love to visit my birdfeeder every winter, pursuing sparrows and juncos into the shrubs with such vigor that snow cascades down on prowler and prey alike. After the threat has passed, which are the first to arrive back at the feeder? The chickadees—even while feathers are still flying!
Their boldness is a wonder—a boldness my oldest son and I experienced at a camp a couple decades ago. Seeing a small flock of them in a pine tree nearby, I told Greg to pick a few peanut pieces out of his Snickers bar, place them in the palm of his hand, and walk slowly toward a low hanging bough. It was hardly a minute before one of the little birds landed on his hand to grab a treat. I had my camera with me, so I instructed Greg to hold really still so I could capture the event on film. Looking through the eyepiece, I saw one land again and then disappear before I could trip the shutter. But I held the camera still, thinking it would return soon—which it did, but not to my son’s hand: through the camera I saw Greg smiling and pointing toward me. I slowly lifted my head and found the bird perched on my telephoto lens! Neither of us will ever forget the joy of the wonderful feeling a human being has when he is trusted by vulnerable wild creatures.
Here’s my take on chickadees: Threats surround them everywhere. Most other birds outweigh them dramatically. If they had to stop and worry about all the risks and threats, life would be miserable for them; so they seem to say, “Darn the hawks. Full speed ahead!” They know life is a risk, but that’s not going to stop them from enjoying it. It seems that in their little spirits they have somehow heard these comforting words: “Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God” (Luke 12:6).
So as my retirement savings tick slowly downward, it’s probably good for me to go outdoors and be preached at by the chickadees. And as we approach the ten-year mark after 9/11, it’s also good for us all to recall the oft-repeated biblical reminder: “God is still on the throne.”
The Wonder of Bible Plants
When I was a kid, perhaps around 1950, my folks received a couple gifts from Scottish evangelist Gavin Hamilton who stayed with us when he came to speak at our small-town Baptist church. They were a KJV Bible with an olive wood cover and a bookmark decorated with dried and laminated Holy Land wildflowers. He bought them on one of his trips to Israel—like thousands of Holy Land visitors still do. Except that the bookmarks are now made up of pictures of wildflowers or significant plants mentioned in the Bible! Israel’s wildflowers were being decimated by collectors.
Since that time, however, I’ve been fascinated with the natural history of the Holy Land—flowers, trees, birds, animals, and its geology and geography. So it was a great joy for me to have the opportunity to travel with RBC to Israel in 1997—my first trip. Later when I joined the staff of Day of Discovery I was privileged to visit many more times. The first time I went with a DOD crew, I pestered our guide, Jane, with constant questions about this or that plant. Fortunately, Jane was also a volunteer at the Botanical Gardens of Jerusalem and could provide most of the answers. (Unfortunately the website of the gardens is only in Hebrew.)
KEY SCRIPTURE:
[Solomon] spoke three thousand proverbs and his songs numbered a thousand and five. He spoke about plant life, from the cedar of Lebanon to the hyssop that grows out of walls. He also spoke about animals and birds, reptiles and fish. From all nations people came to listen to Solomon’s wisdom, sent by all the kings of the world, who had heard of his wisdom” (1 Kings 4:32-34).

Almond blossoms
Later when I was doing research at home I discovered many fascinating facts about the plants in Israel and the nations around it. For instance, there is a sage plant (salvia; see photo above) that is shaped exactly like the Hebrew menorah. Some have suggested that it was used as the model for the lampstand made for the tabernacle, but the design elements of it were actually spelled out by Jehovah, and the only natural forms mentioned for its design were almond buds and blossoms.
For me gaining knowledge of the plants of the Bible has enriched my understanding of the Scriptures and increased my pleasure in reading them. When natural elements of the lands of the Bible are mentioned, I now have a clear picture in my mind to accompany the words: mustard, broom, hyssop, olive and acacia trees, cedar, and so forth.
There is a great resource on the Internet that I use often that you might appreciate as well: Lytton Musselman’s Bible Plants site on the Old Dominion University website. Lytton is a good friend of RBC and was the host of the final Day of Discovery program on the wonder of a tree. On his site (which is also a link on the right sidebar) you can usually find several pictures of each plant listed along with an in-depth commentary with Scripture references by Lytton. Some of this commentary and many of his photos are also part of his informative reference book: Figs, Dates, Laurel, and Myrrh: Plants of the Bible and the Quran. I keep it near my Bible since there is still a lot I’d like to learn about the plants of the Bible.
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