My life is full of strange meetings with beautiful people in common places at bad times with awkward outcomes.
I will walk as Jesus walked. I will love with the heart of David. I will trip over my shortcomings and stutter out my inadequacies, but I won't stop trying. My life has one purpose, to glorify my God and my King. So maybe if it's written here as well as my heart, I'll be constantly reminded of who I am to be.
my vagabond heart and gypsy soul are wrestling and aching to be heard.
but tonight I am home on Thach.
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"They labour greatly to this end and find little sweetness or none; rather the aridity and weariness and disquiet of their souls are increased and grow, in proportion as they labour for that earlier sweetness. They cannot find this in that earlier manner, for the soul no longer enjoys that food of sense [sensuality], as we have said; it needs not this but another food, which is more delicate, more interior and partaking less of the nature of sense; it consists not in labouring with the imagination, but in setting the soul at rest, and allowing it to remain in its quiet and repose, which is more spiritual."
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"They labour greatly to this end and find little sweetness or none; rather the aridity and weariness and disquiet of their souls are increased and grow, in proportion as they labour for that earlier sweetness. They cannot find this in that earlier manner, for the soul no longer enjoys that food of sense [sensuality], as we have said; it needs not this but another food, which is more delicate, more interior and partaking less of the nature of sense; it consists not in labouring with the imagination, but in setting the soul at rest, and allowing it to remain in its quiet and repose, which is more spiritual."
From Ascent of Mount Carmel by St. John of the Cross
Who do I owe the pleasure of such appropriate and beautiful words?
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