A very lush copse of trees, very similar to the one in the following picture, was razed to make room for another church. The only god I could believe in would bleed for the trees and turn his back on the brick.
Everyone seems to be jumping on the blog bandwagon so I thought I'd give it a go as well. Haven't really got a clue what I'm going to talk about, but that's never really stopped me from saying something, so . . .
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Saturday, October 29, 2005
I have to wonder
Does God weep when the living trees He raised are destroyed to make room for a dead brick edifice that Man raises in their place in the name of the God who made the trees?
A very lush copse of trees, very similar to the one in the following picture, was razed to make room for another church. The only god I could believe in would bleed for the trees and turn his back on the brick.
A very lush copse of trees, very similar to the one in the following picture, was razed to make room for another church. The only god I could believe in would bleed for the trees and turn his back on the brick.
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