Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Thursday, October 13, 2016
WHISPERED WISPS OF GOD
WHISPERED LOVING WISPS OF GOD
Neither our brilliance, vehemence, extravagance, prayer or faith can hasten the dawn, or the dusk, by even one whit. Each cycle is preset already prior to our petty interests' formulations and prior to ours too!
Even the part that we play is preset like the rest of nature. Yet, we are blessed to be able deem our own human selves differently, uniquely.
We are blessed with the illusion, a delusion of possibility, that we can invent an elixir giving eternal life or inhabit another planet than earth.
These are quiet loving wisps of the Almighty whispering to us in time.