It was a wet, misty morning here in central Maine. It was the best morning walk in a long time.

I look forward to my morning walks with Angelina. It is a time to get in some exercise, start the day and take in God’s majesty through nature. But, to be honest, while I’ve been doing that, I haven’t felt the presence of God on my walks. I know He was there … probably behind me holding me up. But I just didn’t feel Him … until this morning … in the rain … with the mist in my eyes and my environs shrouding the sunshine.

For the first time in a long time, I actually talked to the Lord … challenged Him … questioned Him … yelled at Him … even cried with Him. And I felt Jesus put His arms around me as He listened and just let me vent. He didn’t audibly or inaudibly answer. He just listened. And for the first time in a long while, I again felt safe.

It wasn’t a perfect day for a walk … but it was a perfect day for a talk.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: If you always know it all you can never learn anything new.