Some thoughts from Youngest Daughter
The horizon always has a light just over the edge, when all is darkest. But we cannot touch that light, or know it. The heat it offers gives no warmth, except to those who can touch the horizon, and they can no longer share it with us.
There are those who claim to enjoy the horizon, watching the light. There are those who claim to have touched the horizon, and go about spreading the heat they don’t have.
Then there are those who claim nothing, and there are two types of these. One is people who know they cannot touch the horizon, and either ignore it or stare at it longingly. Then, there are those who reached out towards the horizon. And it touched them.
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I asked YD what all this meant, and she said that the horizon represents The Divine or God. During our prayer tonight, we thanked God for the spinach enchiladas, for the work we got done today, and for waiting for us at the horizon. Sometimes the horizon is closer than it seems.