Do you know where my favorite place is? My favorite place is in the field. When I am there my Beloved repeats the words He has recorded for me in His Book; I see the scriptures. I wish what I am writing to you was not as abstract to you as I’m sure it must be.
There is a tangibleness to the words in the Bible that still permeates this land. Today I was in the field listening to His voice spending time just in awe of His ability to preserve what He says about THIS earth beneath my feet.
My favorite time? It is this season: the season of life. The sounds of singing fill the land, ancient covenants are being honored by the earth and by the animals. He established their pattern long ago, He has not forgotten. His people may have forgotten so many of those ways, but He has not. He still faithfully marks them out with each revolution of the year. He still faithfully demonstrates His plan of Redemption before my eyes.
I must count myself blessed beyond measure to have a front row seat, to witness the faithful-witness, I did nothing to deserve such an honor.Updated Feb 18, 2018, 2:27 PM