“God is a God of galaxies, of storms, of roaring seas and boiling thunder, but He is also the God of bread baking, of a child's smile, of dust motes in the sun. He is who He is, and always shall be. Look around you now. He is speaking always and everywhere. His personality can be seen and known and leaned upon. The sun is belching flares while mountains scrape our sky while ants are milking aphids on their colonial leaves and dolphins are laughing in the surf and wheat is rippling and wind is whipping and a boy is looking into the eyes of a girl and mortals are dying.” LooksChildrenEyeGirlKnownBoysLaughingSunSeaSkyDyingWindPersonalityMountainStormBreadDustMortalsGalaxyThunderAntsBakingWheatSurfRoaringDolphinsBoilingFlareWhippingBelching Book:Death by Living: Life Is Meant to Be Spent Source: Death by Living: Life Is Meant to Be Spent
“A here exists only in relation to a there, not the other way around. There's this only because there's that; if we don't look up, we'll never know what's down. Think of it, boy. We find ourselves only by looking what we're not. You can't put your feet on the ground until you've touched the sky.” IfsThinkingKnowsWayLooksBoysFeetSkyRelationLook UpTouchedFeet On The Ground Book:Moon Palace: A Novel (Penguin Ink) Source: Moon Palace: A Novel (Penguin Ink)
“There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.²” “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth “You owe me” Look what happens with a love like that, It lights the whole sky..”” MenYearsLooksChildrenLittlesSaidWholeLightHappensEarthMotherNextLostBoysSunFourWifeSeeingDoorsSkyCryHe ManNeighborGentlemanSatFour YearsYardsLapElderlyLittle BoysNext Door Neighbors Author:Hafez
“Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild sky And I must think a little of the past: When I was ten I told a stinking lie That got a black boy whipped.” ThinkingLittlesPastLyingBlackChristBoysSkyLove YouTenGuiltRingsChristmasBlack Boy Book:Collected Poems, 1919-1976 Source: Collected Poems, 1919-1976
“The dying boy said: " Father, don't you weep for me; when I get to heaven I will go straight to Jesus and tell Him that ever since I can remember you have tried to lead me to Him." I would rather have my children say that of me after I am gone; or if they die before me, I would rather they should take that message to the Master than to have a monument over me reaching to the skies.” IfsShouldChildrenSaidI CanRememberDiesFatherJesusHeavenBoysGoneSkyDyingMastersMessagesMy ChildrenReachingMonumentRemember YouRemembers YouLeading Me Author:Dwight L. Moody
“Just a little rain falling all around The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound Just a little rain, just a little rain What have they done to the rain? Just a little boy standing in the rain The gentle rain that falls for years And the grass is gone and the boy disappears And the rain keeps falling like helpless tears And what have they done to the rain? Just a little breeze out of the sky The leaves nod their heads as the breeze blows by Just a little breeze with some smoke in its eye And what have they done to the rain?” YearsLittlesDoneEyeFallSoundBoysGoneSkyTearsRainStandingEnvironmentalBlowDisappearSmokeLiftsGentleGrassHeavenlyPollutionHelplessBreezeLittle BoysRain FallingGentle RainStanding In The Rain Author:Malvina Reynolds
“I might not remember how the sky looked on any given day. I do remember, though, what it was like to be a boy beneath a sky.” MightRememberGivenBoysSky Author:Kevin Brockmeier