My hubby and I each grew up in rural communities. I have so many memories of walking unpaved roads near my house looking for pretty rocks, lazing on the back of my Shetland pony while reading a book, or taking turns being pulled through the grass on skiis behind a thirty-year-old motorbike.
We had room to do those things without being laughed at by the neighbors.
My best friend lived ten minutes away if we were really flying on the three-wheeler, fifteen minutes if my mom was following us.
There's nothing like the freedom of quiet, open spaces . . . until you start actually looking for country property.
Can we just add a little more stress to life?
Sitting in front of the computer searching through page after page of picturesque acreage on the real estate listings is pretty darn exciting for a goal-driven gal like myself.
And the excitement just amps up when, with printout in hand, you get to eagerly follow the real estate agent to each listing.
But disillusionment quickly sets in. No matter how you turn the page you can't quite figure how they got that beautiful view situated at the top of the printout from the land you're parked on.
But that's kinda like life. Buyer beware and all that.
Nothing is as it seems . . . or is it?
The properties I looked at didn't suddenly transform into ugly ducklings when I drove up, even though they only vaguely resembled the beautiful pictures I held.
It's all in the perception or the deception.
How often do we talk up something we want or focus solely on the negative traits of someone we're displeased with? It doesn't alter the reality that there's good and bad in most things.
It's just that the slice we choose to illuminate can skew perception.
It's the same with God. He IS all good. But the enemy of our souls is a master manipulator and skilled in the art of deception.
What slice has he shown you? Can you see through the lie to the truth of God's goodness?
I hope that you can. You'll never regret opening the door to relationship with Him.