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Seeing What's Always Been There

This lovely autumn Sunday morning as I was dog-sitting and walking a very anxious "teenager" of a pup, I walked a different way. I've driven by this busy intersection a million times--a corner of green space from bygone days when this land was likely someone's farm. Today I noticed that a good way off the sidewalk there were large rocks by a tiny stream. We'd been walking a while, and as I didn't see any "no trespassing" signs, we sat and rested. (Well, I rested; hyper pup strained at the leash to antagonize the squirrels.) :-)


What a beautiful spot that's always been there. Lord, help me continue to see and to seek these places--physical and otherwise--of peace that have always been there.


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