The world is a terrible place. Sometimes…. Sometimes I think it would be better to take shelter and be away. Hide, hide away. 

But, then I hear a song.  And, I see a deer right in front of me, and the trees change from green to red and yellow, and then I remember.  There is much to see here. There is much to do here. There is much to love here.  And, the terribleness because overshadowed by the Son.

Hiding away just won't do,