I like the look.
This morning things were quiet in the neighborhood. A dense fog has settled over the valley. A few birds were singing, but the cows were quiet as were the area roosters.
The weather over the weekend ranged from hot and dry to windy and rainy. We are grateful for rain on our new trees, but unfortunately the damp weather aggravates Mom's arthritis. Hopefully dry weather will return for a time so she can get some relief from her pain.
The strong winds blew over some of our bird feeders. That was not too surprising, what really caught me off guard was the sight of the portapotty at the construction site at the top of the hill.
The wind had toppled the chemical toilet and it lay in the street, door open, contents.....well, I didn't go close enough to investigate what happened to the contents.
A missionary from Africa spoke at church yesterday. He spoke of the zeal of the new Christians in his area. He spoke of the hardships they face. Difficult living conditions. Persecution. He lives in a small village in a mud hut with no running water. He must walk a mile to fetch water. But he does have an internet connection now!
The hardest thing he has to do, he said, is come back to his home in Great Britain, or to visit the United States. We have so much in the West and we take it for granted. We worry and fret about our possessions. We have multiple Bibles in our homes and don't take time to read any one of them.
He wasn't scolding us. He was merely observing our way of life with the eyes of one who lives without much of what we squander.
His words were convicting.
As are these:
"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also."
Matthew 6:19-21the view from our front yard