July 7, 2007

Natural Theology?

Rustling dull-green grass bending in breezes
Awkward little fraziers aimlessly unkempt
Spindly pines all tight like too much family

It is a natural mess
Amazing to behold
Its own little world

Question: Do I exist for it or it for me?

And where is Jesus in all this green and brown?

Camp Hat Creek—Brookneal, Virginia—June 2007