It was a real battle to get my dear bro from Africa here to our little city from Chicago where he’d been holding some meetings with a pastor there who is also a very dear friend of ours. One of our other friends from North Carolina had some health issues arise and couldn’t make it so it’s been very interesting. None the less we get a breather come Saturday and hope to have the day with him which we are very excited about. Life hands you lemons…make lemonade!
Back to the fields..yes, that’s the title. Visiting the little stores in the tiny dot’s sometimes called towns here in Montana is something I actually enjoy. This seems like a blast from the past and somehow brings me real peace…seems like the shadow of better times…except there’s still today’s high prices. Going back to the cabin we find a different view of things. I treasure seeing similar things a different wayor maybe it’s just finding new joy in the familiar…I don’t know. I never tire of looking up the gentle hills to the big blue sky. Yeah, I’ve seen it before but it seems fresh and new every single year. The mercies of God are fresh and new each day…this seems to mirror that. This looks so much like the view we enjoyed when we owned land on the Stillwater River ourselves many years ago. The high points and low compliment each other out here. This is the land of emerald grass and purple mountains majesty. I can see what settlers of old must have treasured back in the day here. Not many animals to speak of this time though we did see a bear several yards away from the cabin we stayed in. Animals or not, I love this countryside! This land seems to take my troubles and cast them to the wind. Walk the fair weather road with meand let your troubles slip away. Nothing to hear but the quite babble of a hidden stream or far away screech of a Red Tail Hawk or faint knocking of a Wood Pecker. Sufficient are the evils of the day…let your burdens that may be tomorrow rest for now. There will be new mercies for the challenges of tomorrow.