Open my eyes, that I may behold
wondrous things out of your law.
Psalms 119:18
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Lately I've been feeling like a child, playing with sticks and stones in the mud while my Father stands waiting to show me all of His riches and glory. The depths stare at me and, quite frankly, it is frightening.
The question becomes; do I prefer the mud and inanimate objects, or am I willing to come face to face with the Word-made-flesh? Am I too afraid of the light to look up, too comfortable with a dim reflection to really see?
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