Life can be so strange sometimes. Things are going about as good as they can go. I'm blessed beyond measure but at the same time, it's hard to imagine more heartbreak and difficulty than I'm having.
Right now, i'm sitting on the top of an old fire tower in Roaring River State Park. So old, the trees are taller than it is. There probably isn't another person around in over a mile or more.
It's funny how God can use a walk (or hike in this case). There are old burnt and dead trees all around. Tres and leaves dead and decomposing, but in all this there is life and beauty.
The sun is shining, the wind is blowing. I can hear birds and frogs and the talking of the trees. Izve seen beautiful butterflies. I've sen dragon flies and it all so beautiful.
So, even in the chaos of life, there's beauty. And even after the stroms that come through, life thrives.