there!
a pen
a blank page
waits
quick strokes!
a brush
a colored fabric
don a camera ’round the neck
INTERLUDE
why
madness?
get
our
self
sealed
onto
eternity?
idols?
produce
care
less
work
hard
fall
down
Silence can tell us much if we listen well.
Watch and see goodness abound.
From dirt comes food.
Nestled beneath our hurried hearts lays a seed of hope.
Can it be found, here, in these words and pictures?
I do not want to be seen.
I do not want to be heard.
Let God’s glory shine!
Genesis 8:21 The LORD smelled the pleasing aroma and said in his heart: “Never again will I curse the ground because of humans, even though every inclination of the human heart is evil from childhood. And never again will I destroy all living creatures, as I have done.
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