for those of us who are slackers and pray the psalter monthly rather than weekly, this morning"s psalms included these lines:
"thy name . . . is so nigh;
and that do thy wondrous works declare." (75:2)
i read these lines sipping my coffee on the edge of the great holler, with many oaks and one most magnificant sycamore swaying gently, graciously letting me share their lauds, and so i thought upon reading these words, amen, amen.
but then i walked down into another holler, and looked down upon a blue jay, eating his breakfast. he was a wondrous work indeed.
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