Apr 01, 2010 21:39
Something that blows me away when I think about it: A pair of great hands are tossing stars across the sky, molding craters in the moon, painting autumn leaves, and carving coral. A minute later, as it seems in the grand scheme of things, the same hands are, out of love, performing a task so demeaning even the slaves were allowed to refuse--washing your feet.
god talk,
musings