Escape Goats

There are times like these I am sure of it that God so desperately wants our attention that He sets things perfectly in place for us to walk right into, like a wall that physically stops us and to acknowledge Him. It began with a pumpkin patch and ended with the excitement of chasing lightning. Flashes that caused us to detour onto Coleman Valley road. Flashes that kept our faith high hoped for seeing an awesome light show swirl over the Pacific.

Cows in Pastures and patches of fog dancing to Ragina Spektor. And as we reached the coast we could see the moon high to our left and a cloud to our right. Straight ahead the yell of the Lord proclaimed, "I am alive and well!" The moon cascaded of the moving vast sea that gave off black and blue. It was as though the lungs of the earth were breathing, moving the chest cavity. And yet it was as though light and dark were dancing while our eyes focused in awe of what we stumbled upon in the heat of the moment. Searching for something that seems so pointless and forgotten in the presence of such divine beauty.

We sat for the longest time as the smells hit our senses and that wall hit our hearts. Awakening something different in each of us. Praise God. Thank God it was His plan all along.