We all know that smell from childhood of freshly cut grass. My brother and I played Red Rover, Freeze Tag, and Red Light/Green Light with the neighborhood kids until being called in for the night. I practiced gymnastics for hours in the grass of my backyard. I used to pick the individual blades and turn them into vibrating kazoos. Anyone else do that? There’s just nothing like walking through the yard barefoot and lying down on nature’s mattress. (Except now as an adult, I am more aware of what lies within the grass itself, forcing me into chairs instead…)
This is a picture of the sky God created for each of us, visible from every yard (life) in town...no matter how big, small, lush, dried up, mowed, or overgrown. We ALL have the same view of God’s grace and power if we take our eyes off of others and look up!