Saturday, April 16, 2011

Hope ...

There is much in the world today that confounds me. Concerns me. Alarms me.

And then I look at the exquisiteness of a single bloom, the order, the beauty, the perfection. The promise.

And I am reassured.

2 Comments:

Blogger Tom Erdman said...

Everytime I question the existence of a higher being, the perfection of nature puts me at ease, from bees to flowers, to the perfect snowflake. None of these are accidents...and, neither is hope

9:55 AM  
Blogger Beth said...

Indeed, Tom.

It's nice to see you 'round these parts again.

10:57 PM  

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