Autumn Subtly

 

 Elijah found God not in the wind, earthquake or fire but rather in the sound of a gentle whisper.

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On a fog filled morning this autumn, God was manifest not only in brilliant colors of vibrant leaves or in pungent smell of burning leaves or spicy taste of fresh apple cider.  God was also made visible in ethereal spider webs misted by vapor, suspended like mysterious veils hiding and revealing.

 

 

 

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Spider webs were strung on branches as delicate pockets of water inviting refreshment. They seemed like mystical whispers, gentle creatures, inviting us to see the Unseen, to marvel at Mystery.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Veronica Blake