This a part of the view looking from my kitchen window. I spend a little time here each day gazing out at the backyard and the Back 6. The pond isn't as far away as it appears to be in the photo.
I do love living here in our humble little cottage on our little acreage which we call Pond Hollow. Living on the edge of town gives us a bit of the country which we love. I can see all kinds of critters in the back, watch the changing seasons, and see numerous varieties of birds.
~photo from 2 years ago, looking left from the kitchen window~
I ponder why there have to be such predators that will kill innocent kittens and grown kitties, too. Then my thoughts turn to those human predators who think nothing of strapping on bombs to kill innocent people. And chop off heads or throw people off tall buildings.
And we are to think that if we just love these people that all will be okay? Just let anyone and everyone come into our country and love them and all will be okay? I can't begin to imagine how anyone really believes that.
Often, I ponder how much influence the media has on people and how much those that distort the truth and tell outright lies will have to answer for. I'm so weary of the non-stop Trump bashing and not only him, but his family and team and also almost everyone who voted for him.
I feel sorry for those who only read or listen to certain news outlets that are so blatantly anti-Trump. They never hear of the many things he has accomplished in his short time in office. They (the MSM) don't want anyone to know. They will twist and turn the good news into bad if they possibly can or else they will ignore it altogether. Does this mean that I think Trump is a perfect president? No, of course not, no one has been or ever will be, to my knowledge. But, he has certainly worked hard to fulfill the promises he made and has accomplished much so far. I do feel that he truly loves this country as much as I do and wants to do what is best for us.
At the window, I make myself turn from those distressing thoughts to listening to the soothing voices of nature. A faraway crow flying in search of something to feast on is singing his song. I've always enjoyed hearing them. A nearby tree frog, as we call them, is letting me know quite loudly that we will probably see rain soon. He is almost always right, too.
There will always be something to ponder or worry or be concerned about. Meanwhile, I will continue to enjoy the beauty of nature at my kitchen window and turn my worries over to God who loves us so much that he sent his Son to the cross to die for our sins. He rose on the third day and is now sitting by God's right hand in glory. We will celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ this coming Sunday and the wonderful promise of eternal life for all who believe in Him.
I wish for you and yours a very happy and blessed Easter weekend!