Lately I've found myself absolutely mystified by the simplest things. For instance, I can't look up at the night sky for a period of time less than 3 minutes (am I exaggerating? You'll have to see me to find out...but yes). The way the moon and the stars perfectly compliment each other is phenomenal. The silver light that streaks across the sky, and the difference in luminosity of each and every star. It's absolutely breathtaking. Or even more spectacular to me is the majesty of moving water. I have not recently had the privilege, but in the past it was quite frequent...to stand at the edge of solid ground and watch the waves smash into rocks and sand. I stand there paralyzed in awe of creation...wondering how two towers of strength could collide so frequently and yet neither is dismayed. Water violently ricochets off the rocks and it takes years and years to even make a dent. The power of the ocean, the strength of stone. It seems the two have been destined to butt heads until the end of time.
I've never felt so small. And at the same time, God has never looked so big.
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