Be fruitful and multiply. Woven throughout the Word of God.
From the garden of Eden. And the covenant with Abraham. Into the new covenant. The Vine and branches.
The church.
Be fruitful and multiply. Woven throughout the Word of God.
From the garden of Eden. And the covenant with Abraham. Into the new covenant. The Vine and branches.
The church.
Star light. Star bright.
Catching the eyes of those who study night skies.
Radiance. Set apart. Outshining all the others.
Something unusual is going on. Beyond normal star patterns. And they mark the time of its appearing.
I look up in the early dark of winter sky. And think about those wise men long ago.
Dawn. And I’m walking on a path interrupted by roots. Stumbling on acorns hidden beneath fallen leaves.
The way feels uneven.
Unpredictable.
I can’t look up. In the grey. Before full light reveals.