~A.R. Ammons “Finishing Up”
I find I’m blind too often: staring at leaves without seeing the tree, admiring clouds without acknowledging the backdrop of sky, appreciating the fruit but not the vine.
I need to look at the world in the same way God looks at me; but for His love, I would not be here to miss the point of being here.
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