I enjoy our orchard walks very much. Last night we walked with Nate, but James and I typically walk alone. It is a chance to think and share together, to talk as we walk, build on our relationship, and sort thoughts. It's also a chance for a small amount of much needed exercise.
Many thoughts are once again tumbling about in my mind. Life is a myriad of experiences which shape us into the people we are. Like the trees in the orchard, we are trimmed and pruned until we bear the fruit God desires. I have learned that the pruning and clipping of apple trees is never really done, and neither is the hand of God ever done shaping and molding me. Though it sometimes hurts, I know it is always done in love, with my best interest in mind.
It rained on and off all day today; a little rain, a little sunshine, a little more rain. (Another picture of life...) We did not go out to play this afternoon as the ground never dried up and the dirt under the swing set was too muddy. Maybe we will get a chance to run around in the yard tomorrow.
Wells Memorial Library.
5 hours ago