Seeing The Boundary Stones

Scattered around our village are boundary stones. They surprise me sometimes, showing up in places where I’ve walked before, never noticing them until one day they stand out so clearly it is as if they might have pushed up through the ground overnight. These are the times when I think … how can I be so unaware of something so clear to others?

I wanted to say how much I appreciate the support of all who commented on my post yesterday. My tendency to live in my head and frequently over analyze certain situations makes it difficult at times to see what is right in front of me. I’m still watching the river, but today it seems less out of control … thank you.

7 thoughts on “Seeing The Boundary Stones

  1. Have to give a little rueful laugh here. ‘Live in my head… tendency to over analyse..’ am I ever busted on that description!! Guess you are not the only one who does that. You’ve given me a great idea for a post…not sure I’m ready to put it up yet but I will soon.

    Cuppa tea, avoiding chips on the side? OK, two rich tea biscuits, I might give in and enjoy…

  2. Such encouragement makes this lovely blog world a wonder and I am so glad you were buoyed up. Your boundary stones post makes me even ponder more one of my favorite scriptures: “LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure.
    The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.”
    Psalm 16:5,6
    Cheers, JennyN

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