Knowing I am not alone

The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.

Woe to me!” I cried. “I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.

Prayer is a cry of gratitude and love, in the midst of trial as well as in joy.

I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint.

…it is not the task of Christianity to provide easy answers for every question, but to make us progressively aware of a mystery. God is not so much the object of our knowledge as the cause of our wonder.

…I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort — and disappointment and perseverance.

Be at rest once more, o my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.

If love is fire, let us burn. Lighting the dark, we spread the heart of Christ— a blaze of hope in a bleak world— touching lives to ignite passion much needed in our wake. So for love’s sake, let us burn.

October, crisp, misty, golden October, when the light is sweet and heavy.