Dear God,
The sunshine was nice today. So nice that I skipped the church scene and headed to Mom and Dad's farm. . . with Grace in tow. Oh, and Will tagged along, too.
Grace and I walked the hills and found deer bones and other treasures. She rolled in turkey poop and drank from the holler. I felt my leg muscles cramp a little as I walked up the hill. The kind of cramp that lets you know you exist and that you're not just dreaming.
Today your creation was more beautiful than the stained glass windows in the sanctuary, and the sound of the birds singing in the trees was sweeter than the stately pipe organ that played at my church today. You were with us, Grace and me, as we walked, and you were with my friends at the church as they gathered. Kind of like magic, but better.
There were people I don't know who were suffering today, Were you there, too?
Amen
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