Isn't it sad that the very things we were given dominion over seem to know our God, oftentimes, better than we do? And isn't it odd how the Holy Spirit speaks basically the same things to a multitude of people at the same time. No wonder I've been writing about the bluebonnets and daisies lately and how they praise God better than people do. God help us! Great writing, William. I adore your poetic style and the inspiration from which you write.
