Two minutes after my last post.
Smoke filled the air.
As I write this entry two fire trucks pass by my house.
Sirens blaring, neighbors running.
Ashes falling on my computer.
The fire is literally burning.
One block away.
Smoke thick.
The fire is burning.
Inescapable.
Smoke filled the air.
As I write this entry two fire trucks pass by my house.
Sirens blaring, neighbors running.
Ashes falling on my computer.
The fire is literally burning.
One block away.
Smoke thick.
The fire is burning.
Inescapable.
The neighbors shrubs caught fire.
Burning bush...
The Presence of God
The Presence of God
Upon us.
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