“Have you known love? That saturating-your-pores, leaking-out-your-arteries kind of love….I’m speaking of the love you keep looking for.
Unless the heart brushes up against, touches, that kind of love, knows God intimately to be her only happiness, we still ache.
We still strive and writhe and selfishly, desperately, grasp.”
(read the entire post)…
and then these words yesterday from the Aug. 15th edition of Slice of Infinity e-devotion:
“When the diaries of the famed atheist Madalyn Murray O’Hair [who filed the lawsuit that ended the practice of daily prayer in American public schools], were auctioned off several years ago, they found three times punctuated in her journals the words:
“Will somebody somewhere please love me? Will somebody somewhere please love me?”
I know, Ms. O’Hair, I know. Your question is ours. It’s the quest of our lives, that acidic ache for love drives us onward, ever hoping.
And when I keep my eyes open, writing down the gifts of the everyday, cultivating spiritual disciplines of attentiveness and gratitude, I see, astonishingly just that: “He love me! He really, really loves me!”
The answer is Yes, Ms. O’Hair; yes, somebody, right here, SomeOne, does love you.
more common grace from His hand..
empty sinks
God’s Word preserved
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May we invite you to make gratitude a way of living?
Consider establishing gratitude as a spiritual discipline and personal soul fixture. Just grab a scrap of paper lying around and begin counting the blessings.
Why begin your own One Thousand Gift List –(drop me a line if you do, and I’ll add either your name or a web link to the Gratitude Community)
Read the listing of the endless Gifts
Photos: brother’s roses and Shalom tip-toeing out early…
