Growing up when homes were adorned by one television with three channels, rabbit ears and sitting two feet from it was the norm, my family had a saying, “I can’t see through muddy water!” The image resides in my Smithsonian mind. The waters are muddy. Our human psyche is an imperfect lens blurring feigned attempts […]
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“Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all
I have noticed, and I’m sure you have, too, a fashion, an inclination, an easy agreement in conversation when the subject arises about God as nature or seeing God in nature. Often we nod in agreement without thinking much about the implications of such a perception. Of course, nature hints at its creator much the
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Spring rushed in this year and claimed an early arrival. Winter fell away, released its reign and loosened its grip on my pessimism. So demonstrative was its entrance, Blackberry Winter yielded its attempt at dampening my spirit and decided against an appearance. As I anticipated Nature’s last cold snap, my long-held brace and rigid frame
