Walking In The Love Of The Lord; Casting All My Cares On Him! |
Thursday March 12, 2020 Cruising out of Port Angeles on Highway 101 headed home. The giant motor beasts with 18 wheels pick up speed by the Wilder Auto Mall and Cinema Center. I’ve got a buddy’s truck in it rides smoother than a Cadillac. Don’t care for the radio stations since moving so close to the mountains, none of the music piped through commercial airwaves can match the majesty of the snow-capped Olympic Mountains. But the Rock ‘N Roll Hymns of the Sixties on my Ryobi construction blue-tooth boom box can and I crank up Mary Chapin Carpenter and Trisha Yearwood to the maximum. My view of the mountains out the passenger side window is enhanced by a bit of country jazz from the 1990’s. The preacher man has cleared space in the store room and there will be more use for that space than old chairs and thrashed iron shelving. I am glad to sing along, I’m glad to be headed home, and I’m glad that I have a moment to remember this ride. Will it be significant? Absolutely. There is a revival coming to the land and I want to get to my revival fire tools quickly and efficiently. The Bibles are piled high and the literature for holding a revival for 2nd, 3rd and 4th graders is ready to peel out. Psalm 17:8 Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings,... ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |