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Wonderland

Once each season, God walks in front of me with a paint brush.
He Paints each and every moment of the world around me.
Winter ice palaces greet me each time I step outside.
I walk briskly as the falling snow softly sprinkles on my face.
I barely wish to disturb the falling snow, as if I will taint this masterpiece with my footprints.
Spring time, blooming flowers add their beauty to the swiftly growing green grass.
The cool breeze brushes my cheek, and smells of warmer days.
The dew glitters in the sunlight and cools my tired feet.
Summer, cool waves lap at my ankles as I stare into the fully grown forest across the lake.
The mirror finish shines the sun back up at me, as it slowly dips behind the trees.
The amazing lights that bend toward me from the north replace the shining sun.
Dancing, inviting, calling me to the sky.
“Come play with us, we wait for you” they seem to say.
Today the lakes rose up to meet me with a gentle mist, lightly covering the mysteries of God’s trees in a hazy fog.
Beautiful bright colors all around me, falling, hanging, and poking around the mist.
The haze in the low-land praries seemed to appear as a new canvas barely touched by the painters brush.
But as each tree poked it’s glorious color above it seemed as if Bob Ross was dotting “happy little bushes” right below the sky as I drove along.
God in your glory, thank you for giving us your beauty here today.
Help us show your wonders to each and every person we meet just as you greeted me today with your amazing world.
Thank you for mirroring lakes, Ice palaces, dancing lights, blooming flowers, morning dew, and falling leaves.

Sorry Champaign, I love you, but some animals just weren’t meant to be taken out of the wild. I love living where there are hills and lakes and trees, and it excites me that I’m 8 hours closer to where I go fishing in Canada too. I feel like I can breathe again, no more endless rows of corn, no pressure from school. Money stuff seems easy compared to school. Almost like being in Canada with my Dad every day. That is how beautiful it is here. There are lakes and rivers right in the middle of the city. It is a ten minute walk to the riverside from our apartment, and a 15 minute drive to a beautiful lake with a park around it. And I drive past a lot of this stuff every day to and from work. On top of that, I have like 5 different routes I can take to work and back, so I never get too bored with my drive.

Well, enough of me being mushy and stuff…I need to finish reading the news before lunch ends.

P.S. Daniel, get out of the house as soon as you can, and go somewhere nice…like a pretty place, where it is quite so you can relax and breathe…anyway, we’re all thinking about you, and hope stuff gets better for you.