“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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