February 5, 2019
We make it to the end of the field and reach our destination. A long journey for two little boys with small feet. Their determination not lost on me as anticipation built with each step. Directly in front of us, across the rolling hills, are dozens of cows. Young, old, brown, white, black, watching us as we watch them.
Removed from the noise of city life, there is no sound to reach our ears other than the wind. And occasional moo. So there we stand.
I’m amazed as I watch the boys completely serenaded by the site of the still cows. So often I’ve heard “cow” used as a derogatory term. But today I realized there is far more to these creatures than meets the eye. In fact, I believe they have something we don’t.
Oh, to be as free as that.
One of the most magnificent things about this afternoon spent with the children and the cows is that there wasn’t a cell phone in sight. I intentionally left it inside, not knowing the freedom I would feel. No checking the time, or feeling a buzz, or hearing those nagging thoughts of things to-do every time it brushes against me in my pocket.
Disconected…Breathing the fresh air deep into my lungs and holding it there. Slowly exhaling as I imagine the Lord breathing life into everything around me. There is so much life to be lived when we set our devices, whatever they may be, down. I long for each of us to disconnect a little bit more this week.