immaterial ponderings

by Andrea Elizabeth

Praying can sometimes seem like watering dead grass. So can writing. So can going to Church. These things defy material justification, but there is more than that. Artists understand the invisible dimension and make it visible somehow. Often it’s called mood or feeling, and these are the invisible things we trust in the most. But the truth of it is deeper than that and an essential part of us. Part of us listens for it and understands it. Maybe that’s our spirit. It’s why we put sea shells up to our ears.