A tiny dot of blue in the grey and cloudy sky. An opening. A promise.
“In our anxiety to limit ourselves to that which we can comprehend definitely, we are losing all that is above, beyond, below, through, past, over that small area encompassed by our conscious mind” Madeleine L’Engle
How do you limit yourself? How does God break through?
One Reply to “A tiny dot of blue”
Thank you for this morning’s painting, meditation, question. Stirred memory.