A Point or Two to Note and File for Further Thought
One lesson for us to remember: this journey at this point is not about find where God is leading us as much as it is about finding out where God is not leading us.
Another thought is again about comfort - if we find too much comfort in one place, might we be enticed to stay too long?
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A few lines from the poet laureate of holy discomfort, Emily Dickinson:
Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
Ah, Wizard erudite!
Teach me the skill,
That I instill the pain
Surgeons assuage in vain,
Nor Herb of all the plain
Can heal!
(177)
I hide myself within my flower,
That fading from your Vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me--
Almost a loneliness.
(903)
A Word dropped careless on a Page
May stimulate an eye
When folded in perpetual seam
The Wrinkled Maker lie
Infection in the sentence breeds
We may inhale Despair
At distances of Centuries
From the Malaria--
(1261)I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--
Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnable of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--
Of Visitors--the fairest--
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--
(657)
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