There's something about the expanse of sky and water togetherthat reminds of how perfectly sized I am.
Enormous enough to be the object of all my God can offer.
Small enough to be entirely not in control.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!How vast is the sum of them!
If I were to count them,
they would outnumber the grain of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.
Psalm 139:17-18
If I were to count them,
they would outnumber the grain of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.
Psalm 139:17-18
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