All that ever was
What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup. – Frederick Buechner
What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup. – Frederick Buechner
It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end… because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much […]
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are […]
The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength to me. I remember we’d all pile into the car – I forgot what kind it was – and drive and drive. I’m not sure where we’d go, but I think there were some trees there. The smell […]
As the light changed from red to green to yellow and back to red again, I sat there thinking about life. Was it nothing more than a bunch of honking and yelling? Sometimes it seemed that way. – Jack Handey
Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, […]
All shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of things will be made well. – Julian of Norwich
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow