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,
and life
itself is grace."
— Frederick Buechner (Now and Then: A Memoir of Vocation)
Loving God means rejoicing in him.
It means trusting him when you
can think of a hundred reasons not to trust anything.
It means praying
to him even when you don’t feel like it.
It means watching for him in
the beauty and sadness and gladness and mystery of your own life and of
life around you.
Loving each other doesn’t mean loving each other in
some sentimental, unrealistic, greeting-card kind of way but the way
families love each other even though they may fight tooth and nail and
get fed to the teeth with each other and drive each other crazy yet all
the time know deep down in their hearts that they belong to each other
and need each other and can’t imagine what life would be without each
other–even the ones they often wish had never been born.
Frederick Buechner
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