“To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear. But to be fully known and truly loved is, well, a lot like being loved by God. It is what we need more than anything. It liberates us from pretense, humbles us out of our self-righteousness, and fortifies us for any difficulty life can throw at us.”—Timothy Keller (via hannaoliviaway)
i made you promises a thousand times, i tried to hear from heaven but i talked the whole time
i think i made you too small, i never feared you at all
if you touched my face would i know you? looked into my eyes, could i behold you?
so what do i know of you, who spoke me into motion?
where have i even stood but the shore along your ocean?
are you fire? are you fury? are you sacred? are you beautiful?
so what do i know? what do i know of holy?
i guess i thought that i had figured you out
i knew all the stories and i learned to talk about how you were mighty to save
those were only empty words on a page
then i caught a glimpse of who you might be, the slightest hint of you brought me down to my knees
what do i know of holy? what do i know of wounds that will heal my shame? and a god who gave life its name?
what do i know of holy? of the one who the angels praise?
all creation knows your name, on earth and heaven above
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
The head of a company survived 9/11 because
His son started kindergarten.
Another fellow was alive because it was
His turn to bring donuts.
One woman was late because her
Alarm clock didn’t go off in time.
One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike
Because of an auto accident.
One of them
Missed his bus.
One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
Time to change.
Car wouldn’t start.
Get a taxi.
The one that struck me was the man
Who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,
Took the various means to get to work but before.
He got there, he developed a blister on his foot.
He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today..
Now when I am
Stuck in traffic,
Miss an elevator,
Turn back to answer a ringing telephone…
All the little things that annoy me,
I think to myself,
This is exactly where
I’m meant to be
At this very moment