Through 45 years of picture-taking, i’ve come to believe nothing trumps dumb luck…
…except an infinite, gracious Creator/Redeemer, Who delights in blessing His kids with reminders of His glory.
To me today’s reading from George MacDonald’s ‘Diary’ is fitting tribute to this gift:
“That all things Thou dost fill, I well may think—
Thy power doth reach me in so many ways.
Thou Who in one the universe dost bind,
Passest through all the channels of my mind;
The sun of thought, across the farthest brink
Of consciousness Thou sendest me Thy rays;
Nor drawest them in when lost in sleep I sink.”