Lately I've been pondering how we worship God. Privately, or in a gathering of other believers. So often we're distracted, or concerned with appearances. Sometimes I wish I were invisible. And in that invisible place, this is what my heart looks like. Vibrant with color. Blown by the wind. Leaping for joy.
I'll be adding words to this. I just haven't decided yet what I want this to SAY. So you're seeing it in process.