When God Whistles: pussy willow in brutal winter

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Wednesday, February 19, 2014

A Sign of Spring

A Sign of Hope

Welcome!

During March 2011, I reached a turning point in my spiritual journey. As the Arctic Avenue transformed into the Muddy Mile, I walked with and whistled for our family's hunting dog. Somewhere along that trek, I realized God has been similarly walking with and whistling for me. And, just as Moose gets distracted by rabbits and rodents on his daily constitutionals, so too do I find contingent paths from those my Master has in mind for me. I considered an "Along Life's Road" post entitled "When God Whistles," but then I realized the title was more fitting as a fresh start for spiritual musings. May this collection bless you.