yet so wonderfully awesome
How mysterious are the beginning burblings of things we cannot name and which, when sprung forth, will seem like they have always been.I guess in a way they have.I think sometimes I enjoy best the things I don't have a name for yet. There is so much life there. The blog post the contents of which I barely know, and then once its written the life shines all the better for not knowing.Still, all that not knowing gives Susie a headache.Nevertheless, here's to deep longings, Kentster, and their realisation.
Sue, in a mysterious kinda way I think this story (a book a client gave me today) might speak to the deep longing I was feeling yesterday. "Everybody is different. The same kind of different as me. We're all just regular folks walking down the road God did set in front of us. The truth of the matter is, whether we are rich or poor or something in between, this earth is no final resting place. So in a way we is all homeless just working our way toward home."http://www.samekindofdifferentasme.com/video.aspx
Ahh, and now I've watched the vid, the homeless reference spikes truer. Nice :)
Sue, I woke up with that deep un-named longing still there. I really think it has to do with all the untouched beauty...that's right there in front of us all but instead the self-sabotaging ways continue along with all the self justifications for such behavior, that just keeps the longed for only experienced in bits and pieces.
Yes. It's carrying that around in our lives and holding it without seeing it expressed at large (or even expressed inside at times) that is difficult to bear sometimes. So much longing.All I can hope for in those times is for a future time when God brings it to pass, when we bring it to pass. I don't know how that will happen ... but oh, imagine! :)
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