God calls us to the future. Along the way we get distracted by the bright, shiny objects that are only places that God has lightly touched; leaving a fingerprint, a dusting of himself.
Our goal is to keep moving toward the call, the invitation. Yes, we are to observe, even enjoy, these "vapor trails" left behind but not to say they are God.
My heart, our hearts long for the "infinite horizon". These finite impressions will fade.
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Beautiful and poetic reflection. Lovely imagery.
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