The grandeur of God reveals itself through simple things
Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away.
I am grateful for the rare opportunities to look at my circumstances from a higher perspective; one detached from the dim outlook I normally insist on seeing. These periodic glimpses show me life's grandeur.
For hate dies, suffocated to death by its own stupidity and mediocrity. But grandeur is eternal.