November
As I was walking, I came upon this little mound, about 20 feet by 20 feet. It had a covered picnic table area. It was very small. But the mound was completely burned. All the grasses and shrubbery were black and gone. I felt the Lord really wanted me to look at this and see this. Just then some park people came by and explained to me how they thought some kids had burned it and even though it looked bad, the root system was still there. And the organisms in the soil were still there. And now they had a chance to play on some other things that they wanted to. I told them I was going to write a song about this burnt-out place and use some of the ideas they shared with me.
But as I walked away, I heard the Lord say to me that he wanted me to write about the burned-up places in my life. Oh I love to write the beauty of God, his majesty, his redemption, but not so much about the darkness of my own life. But I do have a lot I can write about when looking at the darkness my own life.
So once again it was a beautiful time being with the Lord. Turning my face up to look at him, as all nature does. And knowing, that he has his face turned towards me and is looking directly into my face. Yes it was beautiful!