Almost every Sunday since I arrived at Galveston rain has poured down. I had intended to join in the Unitarian fellowship on Sunday mornings, but have attended only once. When rain is dimpling the canal and pelting the windows I try to find my spiritual connection in my head.
Yesterday was such a day, but toward evening the skies cleared and I took a short walk to stand by the bay, where I found a stunning sight.
It felt like church to me as I joined the egret and the loon in fellowship.
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Beautiful and amazing!
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