I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
There is a flurry of hay cutting going on out there.
It’s the last rush to get the feed reserves in place for the winter.
If the grass farmers don’t prepare their cattle will suffer.
So will their bottom lines.
I was thinking about that Sunday as I was leading worship outdoors on an absolutely gorgeous day.
At one point my voice was drowned out by the sound of a farm truck passing on the highway with a goodly load of hay.
In my life, and in a lot of other lives in my circle, there is a flurry of preparation going on.
We are deepening our spirits, learning our truths, and yielding ourselves to the impending changes.
There are seasons in every life when the grass isn’t green and the weather isn’t calm and the sun’s angle is a bit low.
We don’t want to be unprepared do we?
Last night I was with a grieving family.
I was impressed.
With their peace in the midst of the change that had come.
Someone cut the hay, got it in the barn, and now they are feeding on the reserves they’d put away for just such a time.
The hay’s in the barn.
As our Friend and I were walking along this morning we were chatting about the preparations going on everywhere, all the time. He smiled at me the way he does and said…
“Joseph interpreted a dream about this.”