My sweetest moments with God happen when I'm just driving home and see a sunset like this one.
Or if I walk into my foyer at the perfect time and it's set aglow by twilight. I feel like I could explode just from the beauty of it all.
It's church for me.
He is the sunset on the water.
He is the song at twilight's glow.
He is the morning whispers; his breath casting shadows.
In the tiny drops of dew, in the mighty rushing waters, in the ripples of the tide,
he is speaking.
-me
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