There is a certain sincerity of clarity in nature that always seems
to whisper Truth. This seems to be more
so when the world loudly promotes a God-less everything and ties its stance to
scientific evolution. When one meditates
on nature the blue there is really a good blue, tree trunks have a true sense
of purposeful strength, morning proclaims the wonders of a new beginning and
the suns warmth a marvel because of how it feels on my body ie: the sun warms
me but does not create in me the knowledge that I feel warm. To know I feel warm is a Devine gift. It seems that it has all been made to proclaim
that Someone loves us, loves us enough to take care of us and to do it in ways
that with all the human knowledge combined we would have never thought of. To reject that Love is sorrowful, to not even
consider it is foolish.
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