Eh ben voilà, quand on me parle comme à un enfant de 5 ans de choses simples,
je comprends tout!
Le texte intégral de ce petit bijou:
God looks like nothing. And nothing looks like God.
But there are many things you cannot see. And still we know they are there.
Like wind on a summer night,
Or the sun drying puddles of rain.
You know they are there, but there is nothing to see.
Like the long hours until suppertime,
Or the short time of a day at the beach.
You know they are there, but there is nothing to see.
Like the hug in your dad's voice,
Or the happiness in a song.
You know they are there, but there is nothing to see.
Like the love your mom adds to your goodnight story
Or your worry when your dog runs away.
You know it's there, but there is nothing to see.
God doesn't look like anything,
Because there is nothing to see.
But everyone and everything give us clues that God is here.
Clues that point to the One we cannot see.
Et ben moi aussi j'aime bien quand on me parle comme à un enfant de 5 ans ;)) Très bon, je fais suivre !
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