I stand and watch colored
leaves fall gently to the floor of my back yard. As I meditate on them while
taking Wiman’s advise for God to grant me the grace of simple praise I realize
that in the most profound way this is like looking at small Women Caught in Adultery(’s)
being scattered abroad because such beauty is as common as leaves. Who is This that loves us so that every year
He sprinkles us with Rembrandt’s?
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| Rembrandt's Women Caught in Adultery, perhaps my favorite painting of all time. |
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