
I've begun to describe following in the will of God like a really long walk and with that in mind I love the idea of 'desire lines' the off-pathway tracks people create in the countryside by wandering wherever they choose. This morning I was drawn by the sunshine and general autumn crispiness of everything to Debdale Park and in my walking and talking with God encountered an uncontrolable desire to head 'off road' right across the middle of a glistening leaf blown field - a prophetic, if tiny, statement about heading out onto new terrain.
So off I marched only to discover that the aforementioned glistening was not just the glory of the Lord but was in fact mud! In the middle of the field and up to my ankles in very cold mud I made a decision.
God likes mud, and actually getting stuck in it can be alot of fun - although it helps if you have dry socks with you. Make of this what you will, but for my part I think things are about to get pretty muddy.
