...a hay stack , ... a book stack
or what ever kind of stack it might be.....
...ever played in a leaf stack?
Jumped in deep,
it piled way over you?
you tustle around to come out
you think your almost out...
but... find out
your not!?....
During the fall and winter last summer's grass straw bends over in buches all across this mountain prarie land. When the first green blades appear there is green and gold splattered across the fields. Eventually the springing grass trumphs above the straw stack. At last the fields are green all over!
Life's duties, projects, outside committments pile up until it takes extra human effort to get us out of it. This spring is like that for me. I've been praying how to spring above it all and get on top!
Isn't that is what spring is for!
...and if in God's providence I never "get it all done" he will help me to live "above the stack".