There once was a man who worked in the fields. He worked with farm machinery and had great knowledge of all things that grow. A tough man. Calloused hands. Sweaty brow. Soaked flannel shirts and long pants in spite of summer heat. He could accomplish more on a given [...]
Today is a gift. Remember your thoughts and feelings the day before you were born? No? It’s probably because you didn’t even know you would exist. Chances are that you had no control over your actual ‘birth day.’ Of course, I don’t blame you for that part. I didn’t [...]
… I wrote the following in a journal…
“Creation is a connection with God. To create is to attempt to imitate God. By trying to do this, we place God on a pedestal of unattainable perfection. The original Creator and Sustainer is glorified through our actions.”
Whether realized or not, art imitates what has [...]
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