Since I made a commitment to be a blogger, I'm posting, even though I'm too tired to think of anything profound. Or even mildly original. It was a busy day, with work, a visit to the vet, and a visit to my beautiful new granddaughter.
How can anyone doubt the existence of a loving God when holding a newborn? The miracle of birth is confirmation that He made us, He cares about us, and He is active in our lives. And that will never change, in time or eternity.
I guess that is pretty profound, after all.