Am I Withholding Myself From Those I’m Called to Love?
I walked along the outline of our property. It was over ninety degrees, but I didn’t feel the harshness of the sun because I was under the cool shade of the trees that line our creek. I could walk for at least fifteen minutes before I would hit the area where there is no relief. I looked at the ground and saw the shadows of the trees shifting slightly in from the breeze. That was my path. Once in a while, there was a small break in the line of shadows, but there was always more shade…