If You Need to Remember: God Sees You
I drive over the top of the hill and come down the other side. The earth opens up wide before me. Highway 70 between Hermann and Columbia, MO is lonely. If it weren’t for the corn, I could be in a desert. But here in this one spot I rush up what feels like a mountain compared to the flatland I’ve been through and at the top, the earth opens up and I drive into a deep valley. Green rolling hills dotted with darker shapes of cloud shadows. Vultures fly almost below me it seems….
