I've always loved science.
Science, to me, represents the quest for understanding; the peeling back of the layers of our world and figuring out how it all works. It
is the believe-nothing, question-everything-until-proven approach that demands hard evidence and rigid logic before it accepts anything, in
its ongoing mission to seek out the truth. And, judging by the results, it seems to work pretty well. I like it a lot.
But here's the crux: I'm also a Christian, believing in a God that we cannot see nor measure. Anyone who has ever tried to prove the
existence of God (and there have...
I had a strange and curious dream last night
I dreamt my heart grew wings and then took flight
Flew far and wide o'er hills and fields of green
Above those golden clouds, to things unseen -
Plucking roses sweet that never grew
And singing childish rhymes all while I flew.
I touched the sky, I think, with outstretched hand
Drew fine-art paintings in the ocean sand
And swiftly sailed across the deep blue sea
To search for wonders named in poetry.
In this dream I had, I know it's strange
I dreamt I leaped across a mountain range!
The pinnacles where draped in snowy white
And gleaming in the shining sun so...