A track running straight and true through the sandhills of Nebraska. I stood at this crossing and looked as far as I could to the East and as far as I could to the West.
My mind is big picture so keeping it focused on one track is a struggle.
The vast sky, the open plains and sense of eternity fills my being with creativity and a desire to explore.
Some may say this place is boring, monotonous and mundane. A train crosses grass covered desert on its well-worn track.
As an ant running back and forth across its footpath to carry its stores to the cache.
To me, it communicates a whole heart committed to the path laid before it.
It is the cry of my heart for this summer.
To find my track and to simply travel down it.
I will give them a heart to know me, that I am the
LORD. They will be my people, and I will be their
God, for they will return to me with all their heart.
Jeremiah 24:7

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