King, saint, thief, madman –
Love has grabbed everyone by the neck
And drags us to God by secret ways...
How could I ever have guessed
That God, too, desired us?
Feeling is the language, the forgotten language. If you understand feeling, you understand the whole.
Is salvation really just an evacuation plan from existence? I shutter to think so. Really do.
Each day I remind myself that I am but a dirt creature, animated by a blown breath of divine wind. I belong to everything.