On the left is the ice cream, just to the right of center, on the shorter of the distant mountains is a castle ruin (more below), after lunch I walked to (2km) and up the mountain. I explored the castle and then came back. The ice cream was my reward.
Here’s the old chaplain in the older chapel… he may be older than dirt (birthday soon) but he’s younger than Doc.)
Ruzica Grad, the castle ruin atop the hill just south or Orahovica, Croatia
On the way down… I was thinking…
I was thinking about how kings build kingdoms and like to put their castle on a hill to look out over their domain. But, as Scripture says humans are like grass with withers… the lord of this castle and the memory of him (except in some footnote somewhere) is loooong gone. The ruins of his and his heir’s castle are just that, a ruin. Look at this crack in the eastern wall of the chapel…
Man fades away, but God’s Kingdom, which is in our hearts, lasts forever and that’s a better reward even than Orahovica ice cream.
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