The River

The Kentucky from Rt.68

It’s hot, muggy days like today that I miss being on this lazy river called the Kentucky the most. She winds through the canyon of palisades so slowly. Every time I go canoeing on the river blue heron sweep the horizon, fish jump, and hawks shriek way overhead. It’s crazy what you can hear on the river when all the noise of life is gone. I think I’ve heard God more in the great sanctuary of the outdoors than in the nave of any church- not that you should give up going.

Closing thought: Get unplugged and go outside and play. You’ll get more in tuned to reality.

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