With the winds of LOVE beneath the human spirit we can soar higher than even Angels, for we know what it is to have forgotten, to be unaware of God's embrace while guised in ignorant fearful beast form and like the man in the desert dying of thirst, no one cherishes the finding of water more.

Angels have never been the man dying of thirst, grateful to have rediscovered the infinite spring of God.

It is that experience of not LOVE that will raise the soul of man higher the Angels.

God's eternal perfection realized even our moment of seeming flaw, despair and discontent.

Man's fear is the desert in which I wandered drinking lustily the from the sand of the mirage.

God's LOVE is the oasis, from it I drink with passion, not greed.

Just LOVE...
Kip Baldwin
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"I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought,
and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder." ~ Gilbert Keith Chesterton