During my college days, I was just sure I would be teaching in the big city, so when God led me to Southern Indiana (WAS there anything south of Bloomington? I really couldn't be sure), it really caught me off guard! Now that Spring has sprung, I receive a special blessing every morning as I drive through the countryside. The rolling hills are a verdant green and the air is quiet, save the birds singing. On those hills graze dozens of cattle, perfectly satisfied and provided for, and I am reminded of Psalm 50:
"every animal of the forest is mine, and the cattle on a thousand hills." ~verse 10
When I feel myself sinking, the eyes of my heart straying from the heart of my Lord, I look at the cattle on His Southern Indiana hills, and I am filled with hope. If my Heavenly Father counts the cattle on a thousand hills as His own, how much more must He delight in his human children!
1 comments:
beautiful, amy... great and timely reminder :)
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