Art and God and Details

After writing this, I feel mentally inebriated, worn out, like I’ve birthed something. So, I apologize for the lame title. I just don’t have any creativity left. I was gonna go with “God Is In the Details,” but however applicable, it seemed trite. It may not be incredibly polished or profound, but I’ll admit my…

“all the air with colour is aglow”

Last week I was musing about wide-open eyes and the hope of limitless beauty. This week I was reading a poem about The Annunciation by Charlotte Mason that reminded me of how blind we can sometimes be. She highlighted the idea that we often forget the plain white light, shining all around us, actually holds…

God’s Thoughts

I just can’t stop thinking about thoughts these days. My previous post about the internal monologue has got me marvelling at the creative genius of God. I always knew people had different personalities, different perspectives, different experiences; but I never imagined something as automatic as conscious thought could be so vastly different from person to…