I'm a left-brain person. But for a few minutes every sunny morning I get all artsy.
As I turn out of the neighborhood I begin driving east towards I-65. And when it's not raining, I get to witness the sunrise. Something happens to me when I see those colors - I become immediately thankful. It's almost as if what I'm seeing is something that God painted just for me to see at just that particular moment.
You can believe what you want to believe, but it's hard for a left-brainer like me to understand how anyone could believe that all we see around us was brought about accidentally.....
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