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Saturday, June 8, 2013

the earth below me



we take off
my ears popping, but heart soaring
I see the land below me
are those truly cars? and those houses?
so small
so insignificant 
who do we think we are anyway? 
I see the farmland 
corn, soy, wheat 
like patchwork quilts spread under me
I see a river winding, cutting into the soil as it makes it's path
soon it all disappears and I can only see clouds 
a magical land below me 
oh how small we are
and how great our God 




2 comments:

  1. We live in a time that people can fly and be amazed at our God at the same moment.

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  2. The closest I ever got to flying was going on a boat ride when the water reflected the sky, and if you imagined hard enough, it felt like flying. But yes, we're so small - especially compared with 350,000,000,000 galaxies!!

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