I notice things. Some of them because they are out of place in my normal days doings. Some because they are something I see every day and they change.
Saturday, I noticed a man walking down the street. Just an ordinary man. Normal clothes, normal shoes, normal everything but one thing. He has carrying a cross. Not just in his hands or arms. It was over his shoulder. It was taller than he was. My first thought was Pick up your cross and follow me. And then I thought that it was better than Jesus' own. It had wheels on it.
The second thing I noticed was something I drive by regularly. There is a corner on a street near my house. It is a plain ordinary corner. Someone used to plant wild flowers there. They also used to have a bunch of rocks put there. They were just plain rocks, about the size of a good sized book or bigger. I decided it was our own version of Stonehenge. I didn't know how it had been put together. I just enjoyed seeing it. It has been through different formations and for a while recently it had been missing. It eventually got put back up though. But right now it has become a border. A flower bed border... I am sad to see it used so practically.
I really liked that it changed and I never knew if it would still be there or how it would look. The joy was in the not knowing. Perhaps it will change again. Or maybe the joy is in the not knowing but hoping it will be back. I'll just have faith in the unseen and the unknown.
I have faith in the unseen and unknown God. Part of my joy is him is in the learning and the seeing.
Good day and keep your eyes peeled. You'd be amazed at all you see.
1 comment:
I've seen the guy with the cross before and I know exactly corner you mean with the intriguing rock pile.
I've been tempted to imitate that miniature Stonehenge but I didn't; I like the idea of that home having a unique one.
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