When I sit with this picture, I think to myself: I am not alone, not now, not ever. But…the reflection is of myself. Does that contradict the idea of “God with us?” What do you think when you enter the photograph?
I Am Not Alone
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When I sit with this picture, I think to myself: I am not alone, not now, not ever. But…the reflection is of myself. Does that contradict the idea of “God with us?” What do you think when you enter the photograph?
Sonoran Desert Writer 