Friday, January 10, 2014


“Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.” –John Muir

We don’t have any pines on our place, but this tunnel between willows and rubber rabbitbrush serves as a doorway for a variety of four-legged folk. Who goes through it, and where does it lead?

A steep, snow-covered incline lay between me and the tunnel, and I wasn’t wearing boots, so I can’t say for sure. Maybe I’ll go back and explore, and maybe I won’t. Sometimes the mysterious is more compelling than the transparent.

“We throw open our doors to God and discover at the same moment that he has already thrown open his door to us.” –ROMANS 5:2 (MSG)

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