Mysterious Ways
So, I'm laying in bed, face down with my arm draped off the side.
Thinking my thoughts towards God, I say "Father, I'd love to feel you."
The next thought that enters my head is "then feel me."
And with that, I feel my dog's wet nose against my bear shoulder.
Coincidence? I think not.
posted by Joe Daher @ Thursday, July 05, 2007
2 comments
2 Comments:
This is beautiful. The in-breaking of the kingdom/pleroma into the world of forms comes through nature and animals much more easily I think. Oh that we could be such clear conduits! Peace to you!
You're dyslexic. That was the Voice of Dog.
;-)
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