When I was a small child I attended a Lutheran school called "Prince of Peace." At mid-day we gathered in a tiny chapel and sang religious songs. I wasn't raised in a Lutheran home, therefore I didn't know the melodies as the other children did. Soon I learned. One of my favorite songs was, "He's got the whole world in His hands." I loved that song. I haven't thought about it for well over fifteen years. I remembered it tonight when I did an image search for the word 'inspiration.' The above is a product of that search. Isn't it exquisite? It instantaneously reminded me of my childhood tune. As a direct result of the search; I'm in awe of all the possibility we have within our grasp. We can hold and shape our own "worlds." What will we choose? Will we create or destroy, desecrate or improve? The possibilities are infinite. Isn't that remarkable?
