In a parking lot in North Little Rock Arkansas, behind the Red Lobster and Road House restaurants and near a theater, you will find shade under the tall pine trees.
It is a good place to park and catch a breeze in the heat of the day. Catch up on reading, studying, writing or just relax for a midday break. It is a good place to stop and contemplate or just listen to the breeze going through the trees above.
On occasion a mockingbird can be heard serenading from high above and a family of squirrels are heard making barking sounds from the oak trees just over the hill.
Many times the quiet is shattered and the birds scattered by some lost soul taking a high speed short cut through the parking lot down past the pine trees, past the trash dumpsters and over the hill; only to come to an abrupt stop near the big oak trees.
Very shortly, the driver, wide awake now, backs up the hill and turns around near the trash dumpsters.
There is amazing realization on his face, for he has found out this isn't a road. It is pavement that goes nowhere.
The strange thing about this is, if you want a repeat performance, just wait about fifteen minutes. Oh, here comes another one now.
Many seem to search for God on a covered path, a fast easy road that goes over a hill, to a dead end.
Just stop, study, read, and pray. Be patient and God will find you. He has been waiting for a long time, at the end of the fast lane near the bottom of the dead end.
Friday, August 1, 2008
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