A Paradoxial Concept

Skyscrapers of glass and steel with spiky spires rise over the brick houses covered by their wide shadows. The powerful amber sun over the Equinox makes them glisten as if they were cathedrals in which dwells a pretentious god, not the God I worship. Compared to them we are small ants crawling, frightened by their metrical structures that are more awesome than the impressive Pyramids of Egypt scorched by the intense heat. If the deluded Babylonians couldn't reach Heaven, could we? Doesn't it still seem a paradoxial concept? Beyond the atmosphere, there are many Heavens once thought to be the dwelling of the mythical and belligerent gods who fought with the rebellious mortals. Is our God in a similar place, or does He dwell in each believer's heart? Mine has no heaven, no mystical throne; He is the only Omnipotent God who reproves and chastens, but also loves. Find yours not looking above, but in the virtuous deeds you must do daily. Written on 4/26/ 2016