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Summer Day by louis gander There is nothing more fine on a warm summer day than laying in grasses of clover and hay, where breezes make music through all of the trees, and birds do their singing among all the leaves. A butterfly zigzagged hither and yon busily flapping as I looked on. My eyes raised up at the vastness of space. I wondered what God thought of His human race. Soaking up comfort in all that I saw, lying there silent, in skeptical awe - pouring His beauty in nature below, how did God start it so long, long ago? He continues to bless us year after year - why does He love us? It isn't clear. God did create us - all different kinds, so what does He look for in all of our minds? My horse wandered over and nuzzled my head. He wanted me up in the saddle instead. I sat on his back, took a minute or two - and pondered the question, searched for a clue. As I kicked his haunches, I knew as I grinned that he would obey as I leaned to the wind. He faithfully galloped with all of his might - the answer revealed as I rode out of sight. |
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