Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Thursday, March 1, 2012

The Grandeur of God

Snowflakes fall
Dropping heavily bringing the promise of
A colorless and cold beauty

Sun sneaks a peak around the clouds
Squinting into the snow
Altering reality
Into a sparkling
Multicolored joy

Make up your mind God!
My soul cannot handle such richness!


Ps 118:23-24
23 the Lord has done this,
and it is marvelous in our eyes.
24 This is the day the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.

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