So we stayed home from church yesterday.
I took a walk just before the heat began to rise into the honey-golds of the open fields, beyond the forest line. Vague outlines of animal prints suggested that the animals were smarter than me and took their stroll even before 8 a.m. this morning. Horses flipped their long tails as they took the day slow.
A little ways into my walk, maybe a couple of miles, I stopped and surveyed the mountains.
And I thought to myself…
Some people don’t know you, Lord. (the Lord and I have constant talks). They think some things are good and celebrate those things, but they don’t know the pandora’s box that has been opened or the death that comes with following the devil. Or the dangers that will come to believer and nonbeliever alike.
So I found a stump to sit on, and just sat in the silence, listening to the distant hum of the occasional passing car, the twitter of the birds, and enjoyed God’s presence for that moment.
I can’t control the world or what it does or does not do, but I can control me, what I do, and how I live.