I couldn’t help it. I had to post this beauty one more time.
It brings back fond memories, for sure, and it will massage your soul, and let it soar with high majesty and comfort.
Go ahead. Take a deep breath, and it will sprout you strong wings, if you dare to allow it, and you will fly with the freedom of an eagle, soaring with strength and power, and sometimes, you drop like a rock, but then, it seems, strong but invisible hands lift you back up, while guided by peaceful solidarity gently upheld by the massive truth we were all meant to find, only in the heavens, but not on this earth.
And as Al Jarreau sang in his song Morning: “I know I can, like any man, reach out my hand and touch the face of God.”
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I love this photo too. It beckons me to climb out on to this winding pier and take it all in with hands held high in praise of our Lord. And these words do make my soul soar. Thank you for reminding us that we are closer to God than we know. Not only are you a great author, but also a great poet and photographer. Thank you for lifting my heavy heart after some most exhausting days. I do love the way you write. Glad I found you.
“You’ve been made in the image of God.” He made you talented, handsome, smart, confident.
So spiritual. You made me think. What comes into our minds when we think about God is the most important thing about us.
Your writing is so creative. God made you a writer.
God gave us all certain gifts to make this world a better place.Your writing talent is God’s gift to you.
very beautiful.. reminds us all.. that in the distance there is always and will be light!