Colorful in a field of green, a maze of flowers,
an invitation for all to enter.
Traipsing along a well-worn path, one is soon to see,
a cacophony of bountiful movement,
continuous overzealous flamboyant commotion,
as if to say,
“Take no thought, go this way, now that way,
turn around another way, it doesn’t much matter which way.”
What heralding of presentation could this be?
Nothing but colossal monotones of scattered directions:
the grasshoppers flight.
I am often inspired while watching a part of God’s creation. Unlike the grasshopper, which jumps without thought, I would rather choose wisely the direction to go. I choose to follow Jesus Christ. Whom or what do you choose to follow?