
I was contemplating INSPIRATION and decided the meaning of the word begins coming into play with each dawn, when one can watch as the early morning dark begins lifting and various shades of color begins painting across the sky.
Ones breath is taken at the slow continuing change and the entire evolvement seems to be directed by fingers on the buttons on some technically complex unit hidden from sight.
But I know it is simply God doing His thing as usual. And I guess the REAL inspiration is that the dawn is just the beginning.
01.17.2013
Barbara H.














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