PHILE
My faith in God, personally, is based on one or two peculiar things, not the belief that we are divine beings, nor the hope in eternity, this earth’s immensity and diversity. The first peculiar thing is that I am nothing. Consider the heavens, the works of His fingers, where the light of the moon and starlight linger. Before such a wonder, my heart must ask too, who am I in this world, and who then are you? We are specks of dust in the universe, the earth’s detail, its beauty, its stories, each different and as deep as they are loud, Every speck of dust in this world, somehow is allowed to have a voice and a dream. You see, even in our insignificance, we are seen. And it is in being seen, that we are made significant, and it is through love that we may love. Because love is the commonality,it is simultaneously our eternity,a force that you sometimes can’t describe but feel. Love is the actions and words whose impact the devil cannot steal. It’s what keeps us going whe...
