Quotes...

"All these things I still recognise. I remember delighting in them - trees, art, house, music, pink morning sky, work well done, flowers, books. I still delite in them. I'm still grateful, but the zest is gone. The passion has cooled, the striving is quieted, the longing stilled. My attachment is loosened. No longer do I set my heart on them. I can do without them. They dont matter. In sted of rowing, I float. The joy that comes my way I savor. But the seeking, the aiming, the clutching is gone."
-Wolterstorf

You called, you cried, you shattered my deafness. You sparkled, you blased, you drove away my blindness. You shed your fragrance, and I drew in my breath, and now I pant for you. I tasted and now hunger and thirst. You touched me, and now I burn with longing for your peace."
-Saint Augustine

Last night I brought two friends with me to the Standard church to go through the Labyrinth (also known as a prayer path). It is odd that I had two people go through something that I have never done myself... Still have not done. I watched them go through this maze of inner-reflective excersizes, and was curious what both of them would say their experience was. They are both quite different people, with very different backgrounds... I watched a youth that has bloomed in Christ over the last year go through, she listened to the CD, and one of the last posts is stepping into a thing of sand as if to leave your footprints on the earth... A huge sence of joy, and sadness washed over me... Partly because I know I cannot watch her grow for the rest of my life here, and partly because I know God is so overjoyed having her as His little girl again. (Just a huge thanks to her for teaching me so much about her generation, and teaching me even more about God's love for us.)