Wholly

Someday, I'm going to write about sacralizing everything.

It won't be today, but I'm building up to it.

In a world where nothing is sacred, we really have it backwards.

Everything is.

If we want it to be.

I'm learning that to see the forever in the fleeting is the key to this whole life thing.

When you can see God in a sun ray during golden hour.

When you feel it in your tummy when you see your wife's genuine smile. Her smize.

When you hear your children belly laugh at silly jokes.

These are just lights, grins, and giggles, you say.

And you'd be right. They are just that.

But you're also so very, very wrong.

Both can be true.

I hope you see that.

Infinity fits in the palm of your hand.

Eternity is an hour.

Everything and nothing.

C'est la vie.

∞ and 0.