On many days, God meets me in the quiet places.
When the sun hangs low in the sky, and the shadows run long.
The evening quiet settles over the last of the light, that is slowly turning to night.
I slow down. I breathe it all in. I take in each detail.
I whisper a holy thank you….because God can be worshiped right there in the back yard.
This peaceful time of day… God and I share together.