I am amazed that every walk I take, there is always something different to see - a new bloom bursting with color, a migrating bird, cranberries, blueberries, cones...
I never noticed this in Kentucky. Of course, I didn't take too many walks; but if I had, was there a constant explosion of "new" I failed to observe?
Imagine!
If our finite world contains such beauty and uniqueness, what will heaven be like?
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