The Light

imageThe light of the device dims the light of the fireflies dancing through the night. 

The noise of distraction crowd out the note of the divine.

The torment of sin becomes our new normal making the touch of the Savior like a midsummer nights dream or a mirage.

The creator calls out, through the wonder of each violent thunderbolt, each canvas filled with a sunset, every morning the sun flirts with the horizon-every atom held in place professing their devotion to the God of heaven and earth.



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