The monumentality of the events of living often leave us staggered by our inability to acknowledge that we have actually lived them. This is why great art, architecture, songs, movies, literature, and poetry exist. However, most of us are not artists, poets, or builders. Might I suggest you become an altar builder. It is quite simple, go out into the woods, pick up stones and stack them in a pile. Now stand and look at it. Allow yourself time to acknowledge the event in your life and then…
Well, I think any event worth marking the earth over requires one further step. Is God? If asked honestly and sincerely trust His answer. Then you will want to build another altar.
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| A few years ago our oldest daughter was diagnosed with cancer and was not given great odds of surviving. My wife moved to Knoxville to be with her. One day I was overwhelmed with worry and loneliness and drove to the border of Tennessee and built this altar. Yesterday Betty and I went back, found it, repaired it, and once again thanked God Is for our daughter is alive and cancer-free!!! |
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