A Single Drop

There are times when the camera can capture magic in the world God has created. One morning after an ice storm, while the world thawed, I ran outside and snapped this shot. I love it for it's simplicity, something I am trying hard to experience amidst the crush of schedules and priorities. Lord, take us into a place of simple wonder, where we can learn to listen to your still small voice. "For in You, Lord is the fountain of life, in your light do we see light." Psalm 36

"Is there anything too difficult for me?"

The meeting at Grand Street Campus had been at once intense, humorous, and without precedent. Kenneth, our flamboyant athiest had sat stoic, absorbing the message, and at one point volunteered to read the Scriptures. The other students were swept up in the dialogue about fathers, and what God our heavenly Father was really like. God was getting through to them, and my heart thrilled to see Him move in such visible terms. After the meeting, I stepped outside and walked down the avenue. I paused and looked over my shoulder and turned my eyes to the heavens. This is what I saw brilliantly eclipsing my horizon. The spire sits atop the very place we meet in. At that very moment, God seemed to say, "is there anything too difficult for me?" I smiled and headed for the subway.