© 2019 Bill Murphy
We sang a song in a church I once attended that said, “He is good all the time. All the time, He is good.” How very true.
I believe in thanking Him all the time, and all the time thanking Him, even for those tiny little things that may not mean much to others. I’d rather thank Him ‘needlessly’ for something He didn’t supply… than to miss thanking Him for something He did! This past week, one of those ‘silly little things’ happened.
Carol and I were returning home from Alabama, where we had attended my brother-in-law’s funeral. We were somewhere in rural Tennessee, the day was overcast, and we were already in a somber mood. Carol was driving… and I was simply watching the world go by. Ahead, to the right, I beheld an amazing sight. It was amazing to me anyway. I believe that God knew that I needed a small shot of sunshine, a little dose of smiles, something lighthearted and upbeat. The scene we passed was right out of a child’s nursery rhyme, but instead of a drawing, this was in living color. There was a broad, flat meadow of lush, green grass. This field lay at the base of a gentle hill, not much more than a low mound. This high area was solidly covered with bright green corn stalks… which extended over this little hill and for acres and acres beyond. And standing right up next to the corn… the cornstalks brushing their sides… was a herd of brown and white cows. And I thought…
Little boy blue,
Come blow your horn,
The sheeps in the meadow,
And the cows in the corn.
Amazing! I couldn’t help but grin!
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