Well. what's the good of living in the woods if you can't stand out in a hurricane? On a warm night in August, with the winds whipping at 60 mph and the rain so fresh and inviting, how could we resist stripping down and running out, with soap in hand to glory in God's creation?
I remember back in college, my art history prof told us that the term, "naked" connoted shame.
But the term, "nude" suggests the unclothed body without a sense of shame.
I guess that makes us shameless!
I love where I live! I have the freedom to enjoy all that God offers and in a shameless state of enthusiasm and praise!
So we stood out in the storm, with the streaming rain cleansing the day's sweat and bringing fragrant refreshment.
Please, please, please! Don't let your life go by without standing nude in a hurricane!
I remember back in college, my art history prof told us that the term, "naked" connoted shame.
But the term, "nude" suggests the unclothed body without a sense of shame.
I guess that makes us shameless!
I love where I live! I have the freedom to enjoy all that God offers and in a shameless state of enthusiasm and praise!
So we stood out in the storm, with the streaming rain cleansing the day's sweat and bringing fragrant refreshment.
Goodnight, Irene.
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