i just made a theater analogy for the first time in my life. "it's like rush seats at pantages!"
(it never occurred to me someone could have seats close enough you could hear players talking in the dugout)
the hands that hold the heavens, are the hands that hold me
though my life is but a breath here, you give me the air to breathe
i stand in silence, i bow in fear
of the God who's far beyond me
and the God right here
-- caroline cobb, "far beyond me"
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