We went to Grandpa's farm a few weeks ago; our little Mr. Knightley loved the huge animals. The big sky there and peaceful pastoral setting does wonders for my soul. Not to mention the fact that Grandpa doesn't have internet access! I could sit on the lawn all day looking at the fields and sky.
We laid out on our deck Monday night, determined to watch the meteor showers through the little tiny window we have between the trees (because we don't live on a farm that has big skies). Between the clouds and the drifting to sleep, we didn't see anything. Oh, a planet here and there, but no falling stars.
What's my point? In this wifi-full world, with our crowded minds and places, it can be a real challenge to see the glory of God in His handiwork. The heavens are declaring it, and the sky above is proclaiming it (Psalm 19), but we are too blind and deaf to see and hear. Our minds and hearts are full of other things, good things even, but distractions still.
This is why we need vacations. Today we head north to a friend's cottage for the day to relax. I trust that we will see skies and hear sounds that have become foreign to us. Even as I write, the highway nearby is thrumming with business, white noise to me, but noise nonetheless.
We hope to hear the declaring of the glory of God and the proclamations of His handiwork. And I'm leaving the laptop at home.
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