So beautiful. Whenever I go into thoughts about the universe, I’m instantly overwhelmed and quieted. I like tangible things, so I just sit there in wonder instead of in a state of processing. The universe and the human body are the two things that keep me tied to a faith tradition. Calling it “God” and giving a name to the source behind all the things we can’t fathom is more comforting to me than the belief everything was thrown into motion at random. My faith is just a constant state of questions. And awe. Anytime someone tells me they have God and faith all figured out and are content in that bubble…I’m flabbergasted.
I'm utterly convinced the Source of creation is far too vast for our beautiful human brains to fully comprehend ever in life. And I don't know a better place to see that reinforced than to simply look into the night sky where we get a glimpse beyond our own selves.
1000% yes. One night, in my 37 years…I laid in a field in the middle of nowhere (the Bible camp I can’t bring myself to return to)….and counted 17 shooting stars in that one night. It was magical.
That was breathtaking.
She’s just such an amazing thinker.
I appreciate you, friend.
I nicknamed her Stargirl
Ha! Such a fun moniker!
Thank you Sharifa <3
So beautiful. Whenever I go into thoughts about the universe, I’m instantly overwhelmed and quieted. I like tangible things, so I just sit there in wonder instead of in a state of processing. The universe and the human body are the two things that keep me tied to a faith tradition. Calling it “God” and giving a name to the source behind all the things we can’t fathom is more comforting to me than the belief everything was thrown into motion at random. My faith is just a constant state of questions. And awe. Anytime someone tells me they have God and faith all figured out and are content in that bubble…I’m flabbergasted.
I'm utterly convinced the Source of creation is far too vast for our beautiful human brains to fully comprehend ever in life. And I don't know a better place to see that reinforced than to simply look into the night sky where we get a glimpse beyond our own selves.
1000% yes. One night, in my 37 years…I laid in a field in the middle of nowhere (the Bible camp I can’t bring myself to return to)….and counted 17 shooting stars in that one night. It was magical.