The sun shines without a care, as its constancy confesses. Yet, one can’t help but ponder its predictability. The sun’s rays blow over all without prejudice or smile. The shadows it creates are hardly dark; stretching out at flippant angles. Such is our reliant light. May it work for us and not against us in this somber realm.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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