It's so easy to think of a flame as a picture of destruction. Especially given the CA fires. But to think of a flame as a picture of delight? That's new. That's rich. Great stuff!
Two things from today's wanderings.
The first, I'm not the only created being that spirals and has cracks. For all of it, no matter how big or small, God has made. He sustains it. He loves it. We're held, even in our fragility. Cracks and all.
The second, skipping stones in the winter is just as much fun as in the summer.
"to the One who
is not tossed
by the ebb and flow
of turbulent time."
This inspired me to start my prayers this way.