The landscape buckles, as the river of fire begins to march forward

covering, carving out...it has now a purpose, not of it's own.

What is the reason for the intense heat of change, why does it

do it's job so well? The sun becomes curious, as the river changes

color, maybe even a little jealous. It bows it's head in homage,

in homage to The Almighty, for what is not yet manifest.

The trees hold their silence knowing time is for a moment

as the moon decides to make a selfish appearance. In the brief

time of evening when the celestial bodies share the sky, they ponder for a

moment, but for us, it is a lifetime. What is the plan and why are we not

privy to it? Why is the human being such a key to all of this?

The snow has no business here and the frost has taken to flight, if only

out of impatience. Can this heat really do what The Almighty has planned?

Can the end result justify the means? The sparrow ponders, standing still

while the humpback trumpets grace. It is a moment made for history as

the diamond takes her shape. And so shall we all, after the heat exchange,

it was always worth the faith...

to strive to be a reflection... of His ever loving face.
 

Looking up and loving the learning process! Kelly in Dallas