Don't You Just Love God!

My wife and I love the backroads of life, trails marked and unmarked, the meandering roads that allow us to live the journey as we gain our destination.  One thing I love about Tennessee’s backroads is the nearness I feel to those that live along these byways.  Interstate travel is mostly devoid of contact with humans but lots of people live along backroads and nothing is more revealing, interesting and entertaining than how people develop their homestead.  Yesterday we drove across the state on a backroad and two events touched us deeply.  One was Cookeville and the grit of its citizens as they work to reclaim what the tornadoes failed miserably to take away.  Homes, now turned to rubble lined the road but in the midst of it we passed a great ambassador for the human race.  A middle-aged woman was walking her front yard picking up debris.  Atop the hill sat her mangled home, roofless and windowless, uninhabitable but of no consequence to the owner, she was rebuilding, a little bit at a time, she was doing what we are designed to do, recreate.  Later as we wound down the plateau to middle Tennessee we passed a home that had several angels out front made of car parts with car doors as wings.  The creativity of the human being always stirs me with hope.  We turned around to go back and look again, and again was rewarded by the acts of humans recreating.  No human can create but One, whose loving-kindness is beyond comprehension, has filled our lives and our world with all that we need for recreating.  Don’t you just love God!  

Hope!!!