Cascade Effect: The times when words tumble like a cascade of water, stumbling down a mountainside from level to lower level. Reaching their desired lowest plane, joining the confluence of rushing river flowing home to the sea. Where the formless, open void of watery deep swallows them whole, never to be seen again. Daunting to the thought of saying it well once and for all time.
The hunted, the haunted.
The Holy Ghost
is closing in,
til another is safe
from killer sin.
Through all the flotsam and jetsam, minutiae, pollution, worries, flurries and lies, we need know and remember but one thing, one Person: Jesus. The same yesterday, today and forever. Everything without Him is just chaff and countermeasures.
It has been a great pleasure for me to blog with each and every one of you.
Seeing your bright, smiling faces shining through your individual words.
It’s been a hoot, a whiz-bang. A galloping mustang. An airy prairie of creative verity.