|backyard view-photo by Libby Fife|
As I was taking my walk earlier this week I started to really listen to the wind. It sort of kept me company as I continued to make my way up the trail. Maybe it is too much reading of John Muir's adventures again, but I felt like the wind was an actual entity sort of talking with me as I walked along. I wondered if it was a divine voice spurring me on, suggesting that I look around and notice things and to remember to be aware of God's continual presence. A pleasant and comforting idea I think.
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