It’s a mystery to me how some people can experience an event like a full solar eclipse and still believe that the universe was an accident.
Where was God in the Solar Eclipse
when momentary darkness
swept over our heads, stopping
the earth’s rotation
to give us all a naked look at the face of eternity?
Who’s to say the moon was not God’s hand
passing slowly,
untraceably,
between us and the light?
Snap out of it.
We daydream of space and stare, unrecognizing,
like seeing but not seeing
that thing you lost long ago,
right in front of you.
We wait for God to send signs and wonders,
mistaking His voice
for a glimpse of totality.
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