Upstate of Mind

The other night T1 was driving the two of us towards Saratoga Springs to get him a haircut and a pair of pants without holes to wear to his college interview.

The area is pretty densely settled with farms and homes, and there aren’t many uninterrupted vistas. As we neared the top of a hill, the sun sank behind the clouds, casting a glow and silhouetting scrawny trees that bordered an abandoned farm that was not yet ready to surrender to the earth – a perfect interruption.

I’m a pretty confirmed agnostic – the only thing I know for sure is that I know nothing – but as I thought about all the treasures humans unmake, that they think they can remake better or even live without,  I caught myself whispering “only God can make a sunset.”

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