Illustration by Renée Nault
And underneath is a whole world that no eyes ever see. Deep in the heart is a whirlwind of life; roots that are bound, roots that are free. We look at a girl standing under a tree. That girl stands on cities, birds, a beast, a sea. What is it i wonder, that's underneath me?
"Underneath are the everlasting arms." - Deut 33.27
"But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart." - Luke 2.19
"Good growth takes place upward and downward at the same time... O heavenly Sower, plough me first, and then cast the truth into me, and let me yield Thee a bounteous harvest." - Spurgeon
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ha, i only just realised that the rhyming in that paragraph sounds like it's meant to be a poem or something... just to clarify, it's NOT.. i was just thinking outloud!
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