I watched the steady drip, drip, drip of the 2' long icicles hanging from the gutter while I ate lunch. With the sun directly overhead illuminating them, they appeared electrically lit: They had a vertical column of bright yellow descending the outside edge.
Suddenly one fell. When would the next icicle (shoe?) drop? Not while I watched, but I knew another and then another eventually would.
I remember childhood visits to Mammoth Cave and the talks about the formation of stalagmites and stalactites by the same process but in very different conditions.
I thought about the accretions of the unique personality and set of experiences that have made me who I am today. Adding and subtracting, shaping and forming the person God created 9 months before my birth and the person born for the second time by faith in Christ, and molded day by day by the Holy Spirit.
Drip, drip, drip.
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