"God saw all that He had made, and it was very good."
Bathing in the beauty of an autumn Maple's golden leaves tinged with rusty red at dawn's rays begging brimming brilliance, another of Your seasonal serendipities interrupted hurry.
"Selah!"
"When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers...
Your Name echoes..."
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