I love the light that dances through the leaves. I love the stars that sing in the sky. I love the waves that tumble over the seashore. I love the thunder that races through a storm. I love the wrinkles on my grandmother's face. I love the smell of the earth after a spring shower. I love the silence of reverent awe. I love a thoughtfully said word. I love music that floats through the air. I love the twinkling of laughter. I love beauty... beauty which points to God.
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Every time I come back here, I see pictures that date from farther and farther back in history.
T.H. Excellence
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