Tool

So many things that are big to us are small in God’s eyes. What difference that I’ve been hurt at times? The bigger design is God’s design and the hurtful is God’s tool. Sometimes heavy and sharp because I am unyielding. A man is nothing but skin and bones. A pile of ashes soon. God’s life breathed into man brings life to God’s purpose.

The spiritual journey speaks from the inside out. God gives us our experiences because each individual life is what he wants to share. We let our pride get in the way.

In the name of God we shout out our opinions. That’s pride. We speculate on the results. Pride once again. It’s not our opinion that God wants.

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Night Light

If I could do it all over again, I’d be a storm chaser. How cool is the sky!!?? Always stunning and always different, changing every minute, all the time.

In particular, because I am an adrenaline junkie, I love storms. Not the aftermath mind you; flooding and destruction of property and lives is heartbreaking, and a reminder that no matter how much we carve out a comfortable living, we are still so very fragile.

There is a certain kind of truth in the sky. A vastness and an inevitability that speaks to the ancient blood in our veins. The sky is spiritual. It is the ambience of our days.

And our nights.

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