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May 2016
I thought of God
And what kind of mind could create life
In all its complexity
To make a river run the length of a continent
To divide the land by the oceans
To contain the life giving breath of air
And I thought how easy for him
There was nothing I can do to compare
Except to love my children
It is so natural
So easy
So joyous
And that must have been how it was for him
And yet to love such as this requires no thought
No planning
No greatness in me
Because he gave me that gift
And it is greater than any mountain
Any deluge
Any evil that I must resist
It is his greatest miracle
For in my weakness
Is his strength
And in his strength
Is my love
Mark Lecuona
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