Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Applying Our Hearts to Wisdom

What strange angels, made of everyday materials, painted in the bright colors of parrots:

A monk, made of wood, not flesh:

Funeral flowers meet their last demise:

We find fading flowers everywhere:

We are reminded of our ultimate end:

But all is not as it seems:

"So teach us to number our days, so we might apply our hearts to wisdom" Psalm 90:12 :

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