Like children playing with wooden blocks, we stack them according to our own imagination; we build a world around us, at our whim and fancy.

As a kid there were also Lincoln Logs. I remember building houses and wooden castles. There were also Erector Sets. With lots of metal pieces assembled with nuts and screws, I build windmills and strange-looking things that looked ahead to the robots we build today.

Yet with His Hand, our Creator sweeps away our contraptions, our fanciful towers. He says He has a place for us, and it isn’t of our making. It’s not even of Earth.

We are called to sojourn here for time, always looking beyond to the Eternal City of GOD.

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LORD Bless, Keep, Shine. . .