by C. J. Stevens-Pino
Today was a rainy day, but enjoyable. It was a gentle rain that came and went. The ride was thru Amish farm land, and peace was a constant companion.
The horse was spooked by something so the driver was out calming her. Farms range from small and compact meadows and fields to enormous, rolling expanses of corn, soy, hay, and cows. Fellow riders provided companionship and encouragement, support teams at rest stops energized us as much with their warm smiles and pats on the back as the snacks and drinks refill.
It is Well With My Soul
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Always one of my favorites and today it was most appropriate.