First, I’m going to be taking a pause on the Psalms for a few weeks because something emerged in my podcast feed that deeply spoke to me and I hope can speak to you as well.
Its a cotton candy kinda sky which always makes me think of childlikeness. Do children have hope or do they just believe that all will be well and they'll get something sweet soon? Does this period of Time require childhood belief? For me, I think so. Children and old people have a great deal in common. When there is very little we can do, we just put on our rose-colored glasses. Whenever you take a pic of a pink morning sky, I'll remember that. Secretly, my brain knows how horrible our future could be and I will be committed to climate change until the day I die, but what is reality made of, anyway?
Hope springs eternal but in this mess of a world right now, especially in the USA it will need to be a big spring. I worry very much about climate change also.
Its a cotton candy kinda sky which always makes me think of childlikeness. Do children have hope or do they just believe that all will be well and they'll get something sweet soon? Does this period of Time require childhood belief? For me, I think so. Children and old people have a great deal in common. When there is very little we can do, we just put on our rose-colored glasses. Whenever you take a pic of a pink morning sky, I'll remember that. Secretly, my brain knows how horrible our future could be and I will be committed to climate change until the day I die, but what is reality made of, anyway?
Hope springs eternal but in this mess of a world right now, especially in the USA it will need to be a big spring. I worry very much about climate change also.