out of bounds...where did this come from?

So it was almost 70 degrees today and I headed off to some local power line trails near my house because I know they act like a hot house when the sun is out...

So the sun was hot, the sky was bluebird and I had a reading from Phillipians in my head from chapter three where Paul is writing about counting all things as loss compared to knowing Christ. I walked for a bit so I could think out the passage in my head and I see these three white dots off to my right in the tall grass..golfballs?

If they were darts they would have been a good clustering but they weren't and there wasn't a house any where near me....so I had to go and see these things...

And as I sat there looking at them my mind kinda went to God leaving the garden to look for us in the way out places....far from His will, far from our original home...in the far country as Andrew Peterson sings...

I couldn't leave them there (it seemed like littering to me) so I stuffed them in the pocket of my trail running shorts and carried them home...just as Christ took us into himself to bring us home...

golf balls....goof balls...both home now