Peering from my window I see:
High shadows from children’s swings being swung in the City Park.
Teenagers playing hoops.
A man sitting on a bench alone, head hung low
never raising his head to acknowledge those passing by.
Is his heart as barren as the trees surrounding him?
People drive past — most at the speed of light, others singing merrily as they cruise by.
Where are they going?
A few spot me perched in my upstairs window and wave, most are oblivious to the fact that a house is standing nearby.
All this while Beef Burgundy simmers on the stove downstairs. No wonder I never finished the post I began two hours ago.
Aren’t you thankful the Lord never sees us as a distraction?
Christmas reminds us once a year of dynamic truths that can launch every day to heights never imagined: God is with us. He resides within us. He watches over us. He is intimately acquainted with us. No one knows us better—or loves us more. No one.
I love Ps 139, and YES – I'm thankful God doesn't see me as a distraction. And He doesn't mind my broken-record problems and issues.
As I envisioned the man on the park bench, it reminded me that God is the lifter of our heads! (Ps 3:3)
Perfect, Susan, in every sense. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
An insightful muse, Cathy.
Well worth sharing.
Write on.
Thanks Carolyn!
Praise God for that truth!
Praise God for that truth!
Amen, Vonda!