The house was humid and I was beginning to feel confined, even more so my brain desired to be rid of its overload of thoughts. I ran not from my problems for that is impossible, but I ran to be in the fresh air and just spend some time sorting my little problems of life out. Walking in town however is far different than the country. Mumbling under your breath may bring odd looks from the neighbors and the ill fitting comfy clothes your wearing will be seen by many. Those things I do not really care about, after all I only find myself visiting every so often. Hopefully that will be enough time for the neighbors to forget the disconcerted girl who often travels the streets. But I digress...
I do care to feel the cool summer breeze at my checks and all I want to do is find the setting sun. To see more than two orange patches glimpsed between houses and trees. For a short moment I am homesick for that lovely prairie. Where the wind is the only thing that fills my ears and only the flying birds can find me. And the setting sun, I could see stretching all around, watching it change nearly as fast as I could blink. Troubles would seem small and God would seem very big. Life in those stolen moments of twilight would seem very pleasant and dreamy. Excuse me for trailing off on another sidetrack and I know a “Anne of Green Gables” moment at that. Ahem.
My skipping feet would not carry me far before I arrived at the green grassy space where at last I could watch the sunset and not feel claustrophobic on account of many houses.
It is lovely is it not?
When I stepped back into our little house, I still had every single problem I loath so much. Somehow giving them and sharing them with our God makes them so much better. For the umtempth time I was reminded again that nothing is to great for God and well God knows my thoughts better than I do. And that is much more lovely than a KS sunset.
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