On the way home I noticed all the different crops in Kentucky and Indiana. Most of the corn fields seemed dry and in desperate need of water and on their last leg. There was even some tobacco fields that looked a little sad, at least they did in my estimation. But for some reason the fields of soybeans seemed to be doing wonderfully well. No discoloration or wilted look to them. They were green and thriving.
But it was not the state of their health that caught my eye. It was the wind blowing through the plants. It seriously looked like gentle calming green waves on a lake or ocean. It was rather remarkable and beautiful. I'd never seen anything like it. The line in America the Beautiful comes to mind- "amber waves of grain." Only this case it was green not amber colored. As my weary eyes rested on the site for a brief moment I thanked God for allowing me to see it. Perhaps it was God's way of easing the turbulent thoughts that were running through my head just then and giving me the comfort I needed.
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