Angels in the heights adore him, Ye behold him face to face;
Sun and moon bow down before him: Dwellers all in time and space,
Praise him! Praise with us the God of grace.
Hi Colin,Why does the Church keep questioning our capacity to know ourselves? Why does it not like who we are? Aarrgh!'Unless ye become as little children' has several meanings. One of them is that during our childhood we are - to some extent - our real selves.I know who I was - and am. And I long to live that out, not merely for self gratification, rather, so that the truth will be seen and magnified and, moreover, so that the greater Truth will be seen and praised.Good Wishes.The Artful Dodger.
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