Creation
Jun 19th 2010gregenvironment & mystery & prayer & sermon seeds & starting over
Friday morning I drove East through fog into the rising sun. The air was a golden mist more real than the phantom possibility of trees and hillsides beyond. Then, gradually, the light grew. The mist became water for very real green hillsides and woodlands under blue sky and bright sun. It is a divine gift to watch the world come to be. peace
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