THEY’RE THERE, ALL THE SAME
How difficult it is to see fish in the water, especially when looking in from above. They’re so perfectly camouflaged.
It’s another of the things I’ve observed living along a river and near the ocean. Or even looking into the large tank at the New England Aquarium for the divers doing maintenance below, where only their bubbles give them away.
We look and still miss so many things right in front of us. As for me, I like to think I behold everything. Now what were the color of the bank teller’s eyes just a minute ago? I’m clueless. What what make and model was the car that ran the stop sign and nearing collided with us just moments before that? I was caught breathless. And you want to talk about God?
Of course, it helps to know where to start looking. If you can.
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