It’s a lonely 18 mile stretch that I drive every morning and evening. It is here that we talk.
It is serene. Surrounded by fields, trees and a few houses before entering a city filled with sidewalks, houses and blight. It is quiet and easy to slip into thought and this is when I talk to Him.
Our talks tend to be rather deep. They range from emotional to quizical and cover the gammit of what, why, who and where.
My talk with Him last night was powerful and emotional as many are. I don’t always understand but I find peace and at times He sends me signs. That’s probably one of those points where there is only one set of footprints in the sand.
Yeah, I ask for signs….I ask a lot of Him.