Wednesday, March 18, 2015

When God Walks Through the City

It was one of those evenings where the temperature was perfect - the warm breezes of the day were slowly being replaced by the cool breezes of night.  The energy in the air was perfect, I could feel it, and my friends could feel it, too.  It was winter turning to spring in San Francisco.  

It felt like God was walking through the city that evening - that the pulse of the people talking and moving on the streets was God's own pulse.  

And then I looked up, and saw a heart in the sky - blue all around, lavender clouds, and pink just where the clouds broke open in the shape of a heart....  

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