Monday, June 28, 2010
The phrase "God's country" came suddenly and clearly into my head. I thought this was odd and as I kept jogging I kept thinking about my sudden thought. I thought that if Christ were to come to earth today and choose a town to live in, it probably wouldn't be much different than this one. One that to some people may seem of little consequence- but for those that call this place home, holds a deep-rooted place in their heart. One where sports cars and luxury SUV's are replaced by tractors and where high-heels are replaced by irrigating boots. One where everyone waves as they drive past you, regardless of whether or not they know you. Over the years the weak have been sifted and left, and only the most resiliant seem to have remained in this small desert town. It's a hard-knock life to say the least.
Having lived mostly in fast-paced cities with millions of people, I've had a hard time adjusting to this way of life, but I've started seeing it's charm, mainly as it shines through it's residents. My children are blessed to claim this "God's Country" as part of their heritage.
Posted by Rita