“There is a forest in my backyard and on a brisk autumn day in early November, I sit in my car, parked on the gravel grey rocks of my driveway and peer out over the rooftop of my garage.  The tallest of the trees sway almost dangerously in the wind and seem to reach the heavens against the blue sky.  To those trees I prayed, “God show me the way.”  Over and over I prayed, “ God show me the way.”

And so God showed me the way…