“If one had to gather up all the golden sunlight that today falls wide over all this continent – falling through every silent hour; and all that is dispersed over the whole ocean, flashing from every wave; and all that is poured refulgent over the northern wastes of ice, and along the whole continent of Europe, and the vast outlying Asia, and torrid Africa; if one could in any wise gather up this immense and incalculable outflow and treasure of sunlight that falls down through the bright hours, and runs in liquid ether about the mountains, and fills all the plains and send innumerable rays through every secret place, pouring over and filling every flower, shining down the sides of every blade of grass, resting in glorious humility upon the humblest things – on stick, and stone and pebble; on the spider’s web, the sparrow’s nest, the threshold of the young foxes’ hole, where they play and warm themselves; that rests on the prisoner’s window, that strikes radiant beams through the slave’s tear, that puts gold upon the widow’s weeds, that plates and roofs the city with burnished gold, and goes on in its wild abundance up and down the earth, shining everywhere and always, since the day of primal creation, without faltering, without stint, without waste or diminution; as full, as fresh, as overflowing today as if it were the very first day of its outplays, one might gather up this boundless, endless, infinite treasure, to measure it, then might he tell the height and depth, and unending glory, of the pity of God! The Light and the Sun its source are God’s own figures of the immensity and copiousness of His mercy and compassion.” --Author Unknown
✞ Do not argue with God, simply accept His way and His words; for His ways are higher than our ways and His thoughts higher than our thoughts.
