The way to love someone
is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul
until you find a crack,
and then gently pour your love into that crack.
~Keith Miller

Sunday, December 18, 2011

"A baby is born, takes on all our burdens, shares our deepest fears, sorrows and all else, He witnesses our weaknesses and obeys His Father and dies for us, so that we will be fully restored, is resurrected and now sits on the right hand of God our Father! Amazing Grace!"

Received recently in a note from a friend. The simple true of these words ... simply stated ... strum softly chords my soul leans forward to hear ... "now, obtain some accurate information concerning that OTHER WORLD which the instinct of mankind has so long predicted."(Thoreau)

instinct is such the perfect word ... a response actuated before conscious processes, iow, not a reasoning thing ...

That is the lock which the key forged by love and held in a hand steadied by trust can open.
No, it doesn't make sense ... because my senses cannot find that other world.

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