Don't you love it when God meets you seemingly out of nowhere? I'm sitting on my back..err...front..err...the stairs leading to the main entrance of my apartment with my laptop.
We've been talking in my homegroup's smaller small group (affinity group) About God in creation, and "creation care" and what it means, as Christians to be stewards of the world the Lord has created for us.
I needed. I stress the word needed here...to just sit outside, hear the birds instead of my air conditioner, and even if not in a state of full fledged focus on God, to begin to train myself to do what my soul and body so desperately need.
I look at our lettuce, tomatoes, peppers etc. growing in pots outside our small apartment here and God seems to finally be speaking.
Let me clarify. By speaking, I mean revealing himself and his character. I have no new clear direction for my live, vocation, kids? when? I have no clue. But through the medium of even some vegetation overgrowing in pots ouside in my "backyard" (read...driveway) The Lord is faitful to come and meet with me. For which I'm incredibly grateful.