The story...
We moved to a home in the woods - lots of trees. I worked a desk job; strenuous physical activity after work felt good. The lumberjack cycle includes: tree felling, sawing, hauling, splitting, stacking, stump removal, and wood burning. One of the transferrable skills was wood splitting. You need to swing the 8-lb maul with momentum to split. If you miss the mark or swing with less than 100%; ya got ta do it again - fatiguing and slow. So, I became proficient with the splitting maul through repetition.
We have a county fair site near our home. One day my family and friends were strolling through the fair midway. There it was!
One swing and I rang the bell. The strike felt natural, rather easy, and the sound of the bell ringing gave me a feeling of joy. Oh, the sound of hearty cheers from those I love.
Similarly, I hope that feelings of joy would occur frequently within the only church in town. The cheers would be a witness to the power of God worked out through His people - the power of a new nature worked out in actualities.
Just for today...
"Who I am, not what I do, makes me worthwhile." Hope for Today (p. 94)
"Eight-pound arc; Muscles flung - Hit the mark; Core revealed."
"Never seen; Knots and grain - Lonely beauty; Basked in Light." Am I a Poet?
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