If one looks out the window from a skyscraper in New York we get some idea of what God sees, and as I think about it, I wonder if he is asking, “What are they doing cramming all those people on such a tiny island. Some day it might just sink under its own weight.”
Then again he may be saying, “At least they are saving the rest of the country from being bulldozed and my wonders can still be seen and enjoyed.”
The real miracle is that of all those people crammed into subways, and pouring out into the streets from tall buildings God knows each and everyone of their hearts and loves each one for their uniqueness.
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