Magnificent.
The trees. The sky. The clouds.
Made perfectly. In his majesty and wisdom.
The church stands before it.
Again, lingering in it's beauty.
Crafted to be a place of worship and devotion.
Evoking as best we can, the beauty of the tabernacle.
The church is broken.
It always has been.
It always will be.
Because each and every one of us is broken.
Every Christian. Every non-Christian.
It is part of our design.
That's not an excuse to shrug off any sense of accountability.
Not for one second.
Be accountable for your actions.
Step up and do better.
The building is beautiful and the people inside of it are broken but do not forget the creation that we try to emulate.
Do not forget the people sleeping on the stairs outside.
I have had every reason and the next to deconstruct.
And I am still here.
Because He is still there. For me.
We cannot get lost in the fluff.
Not again.
No human or building is worthy of my worship.
That is reserved for one alone.
Yours faithfully,
Qavah.
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