God in the park.
Thursday, July 13, 2006I feel God in the park. I may have mentioned this before, but it is true.
I go to the park to to read, almost daily. I may have mentioned this too. While I'm sitting on the park bench, admiring the beautiful flowers and foliage, I feel God. So much so, that often I have to put my book down so I can listen. To God, that is.
Cuz God tells me stuff all the time - while I'm in the park. Clearly. Specifically.
Then it all comes back to hearing and obeying - and what I will do with what He says. And with what I experience when I feel God in the park.