Guest post by Laurie Wallin Sometimes I wonder what God is thinking. OK, lots of times. When prayer seems to fall fruitless to the floor, when personal battles rage unabated, and I’m frustrated with something in myself, it’s easy to wonder whether God’s thinking includes me at all. When I’m in one of those modes—those “Nobody loves me. I’m no good. Might as well curl up and succumb to the bag of chips” frames of mind—I often end up going on one of my nature strolls. A Pine Cone Perspective Enter the humble pine cone. So easily kicked to the …
