Pastor's Column: Just a closer walk

I walk. A lot.

Maybe I waved when you drove by. (If I didn’t – Sorry! I always mean to.) Maybe we visited as you watered your plants last summer, or shoveled your sidewalk last week.

Since I moved to Ritzville in July, I’ve walked every block of every street, most of them several times. I’ve walked miles out into the county. The times I love best are in the morning or just before sunset, when the low sun catches the bright green of the new blades of wheat, and highlights the gentle curves of the rolling fields. As the light fades in the later evening, my other senses are heightened: I hear a r...