God's Sand hills- From Candle Glow Dreams Nebraska

May 25th-1928   Moving Day

    He figured he’d miss these hills-no other like them anywhere. As a boy who’d stayed alone while Dad went on his drives. Al found them a wonderful source of entertainment. He hiked all day while looking for a nonexistent lake to swim in. And tthere was the time he and a friend  decided to dig to China. Al kept waiting for the Chinese to crawl up out of the earth, their digging going  deeper and deeper. Returning home, Dad wasn’t impressed to find a hole big enough for the foundation of a house. Other fun included sledding, hunting for rabbits, playing at the blowouts, camping under the stars. The delight was endless. Some might find the hills empty and barren, but to a young Al they were the world’s largest playground.

   Suddenly, there it was. The first blush of dawn rolling out over the grassy hills that spread for miles. Yellows, reds, purple, a dab of blue and pink... Blessings, amazing blessings. These hills, their breezes blowing,  the sand sparkling, a windmill whirring, grasses bending with the wind, a cow pond, circles ripping outward, yellow flowers singing. “Lord,” he whispered, looking upwards, brushing tears from his cheeks. This! All this!  The beginning of another day, the unfold. Slowly, then faster, he walked to the house and his sleeping family.