truly a beautiful poem, almost a prayer, where you feel a presence, almost as if it were someone trying to whisper a plea and find an answer. Thank you Alexander
When I look at Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars which You have established; what is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man, that You visit him?
truly a beautiful poem, almost a prayer, where you feel a presence, almost as if it were someone trying to whisper a plea and find an answer. Thank you Alexander
Thank you so much
When I look at Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars which You have established; what is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man, that You visit him?
(Psa 8:3-4)
'And trust in which is something', i like that a lot
Love it. Thanks for sharing!
When you think you are nothing, look to the heavens