Thinking about God

I was thinking about God this morning. It probably was because I was speaking to my old Friend Ed G. last night and he seems to be quite religious. It started when I was getting the car out of the garage and looked at the wheels. They have 5 (or 6) spokes and they were designed by someone somewhere. They are not beautiful. And I thought of all the things in nature that have repetitive geometry and how beautiful they are, as works of God. Even down to the hated dandelion, it has a beautifully shaped puffball of seeds, and if you look at each individual seed it is a work of art.

Then I looked at my bicycle because that is what I was really going for. It looks so good. It is a wonderful fusion of engineering, craftsmanship, and art. The person who put it together must have sat back and had a tremendous rush of satisfaction, a real feeling of being with God.

So I went for a ride and thought about those thoughts, and the sun beaming through the trees, and came home and wrote this.