No words can describe, when glimmers of God's glory are revealed
|The future starts here...|
It had been tricky
reaching the top of that hill, which looked to be about 50 feet higher than the top of the bridge tower. It
was much worse getting
down in the dark. In a state of semi-panick, I
wandered around in the
dark on the edge of hills and cliffs I'd never seen before, tripped, slipped
and stumbled all the way
down hundreds of feet, sliding on my back for the last vertical
stretch, and landing in the
road on my arse.
My coat was mushed. The next day I took a boat
tour of the bay with an Australian tourist, ate my first lobster at Pier 39, called my first taxi for a ride to the airport,
and flew out to Japan at 10:30pm.
San Francisco was a gigantic, three-dimensional postcard, the magic kingdom by the sea, as enthralling as it was frightening. The road-webbed hills plunged into the sea, the spotlight-drawn outline of monstrous bridges and landmarks I'd known all my life, the traffic which made me feel like a marble trying to reach the top of the marble jar, and the sheer size, left me lost in a strange city. After spending 22 years in the midwest, I sometimes wondered if this place actually existed, and when I found it, I literally wallowed in it. I wanted to inhale it, even at my own risk. When my plane finally left, after five days of thrills and
And when His light has departed, even the cold, dark remains leave one breathless
The greatest creations of mankind...
are nothing without the smallest of God's standing behind