The world is too complicated in all its parts and interconnections to be due to chance alone. I am convinced that the existence of life with all its order in each of its organisms is simply too well put together.
Allen Sandage
the traveler
just walking alone at this moment with no one to meet and greet down the dusty trail less traveled
listening to the song of the lark and thinking of tares and
golden wheat – carrying bundles and loads of labor working
and waiting for victory and not defeat. scattering seed among
rocks and thistle thorns – upon fallow fields as yet to be
adorned. making pilgrim’s progress at sunrise, sunset and the
gloaming of the day – looking for the gleanings of tomorrow and the Harvest as
we continue going on the Way.
walley
A Mathematician and an Artist
We turn, then, to contemplate the heavens, and once more to examine the earth in detail, watching the daisy growing, and the dewdrops sparkling. Such contemplation reveals clearly two things: order, and beauty. When we consider the heavens in all their far-flung splendor,
and the earth in its minutiae of perfection, we at least are driven to the conclusion that at the back of everything the Personality is a Mathematician and an Artist. G. Campbell Morgan (1863-1945) 
way way deep down
In the beginning God created
the heavens and the earth.
Gen 1:1
In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God. He was
with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made;
without him nothing was made
that has been made. John 1:1-3
so whether you believe any of
this or not, you are here in
the middle of 100 billion galaxies
and 100 billion suns with all the
stars in the sky knowing you exist,
hoping that it matters, wanting it
to count, and perhaps wondering
” how many seas must a white dove
sail before she sleeps in the sand “,
as you are reaching for the sky and
grabbing at the wind believing the
answer therein lies
at whatever level that may be.
ah, the wind, the invisible, the Spirit
or spirits, and you.
all aboard the choo choo train of ” i think
i can ” know in the depth of your consciousness,
in the way way deep down of it all,
you need help from a Friend because
you were made that way. you seek and you wait.
let’s go.
walley
My Fleeting Life
if i could only touch
the hem of your garment
you would make me to stand
on the end of your earth
at death’s door
knowing everything i need to know
in this moment of my fleeting life.
i feel like a feather in the whirlwind,
yet not lost, but not knowing the way.
surrounded by fog in the darkness,
i listen, listen, listen for your voice
to speak to my soul.
i am pushing through the throngs
within myself and racing toward
the place of sanctified healing
where i will caress the beauty and blessing
of bowing my face to thy feet,
of being still gently, surrounded
by the rainbow of your promise
and of knowing perfect peace
for Thou alone art my God, my healer, my friend.
this is my heart. this is my prayer. this is for you.
walley
Matter
Here is the crux of the whole matter.
In this material world, the Christian
believes that none of the things he
or she can touch are really worth very
much. The Christian endures as seeing
the invisible, the spiritual – another
world. For him or her, that which has
real existence is spirit, not matter.
A.W. Tozer (1897-1963)