And darkness was on the face of the deep. Genesis 1:2. A screaming soundless moment described not for our curiosity but for our souls to know this. There is a Creator. And once upon a time, He moved over that burgeoning darkness and gave Energy to all the nascent world. Brooded like a mama bird over its young. And we were all born in His Thoughts in that darkness. And He moved. And darkness began to unwrap and prepare the chaotic mass. And the words spilled out and created the vault of the heavens and earth. The Creative Spirit of God is the principle of all life. This is the only Center we have, my friends. And He still hovers over your little life this very new day. I pray you may know deeply His moves, His hovering in your darkest spots. The dark nights have always been the hardest of times for me. Especially the present weeks, even this day. God is moving. May the Creator be our Center.
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