From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
11 April
There's a difference between my love of others and my love of God. With
others it's more often than not creative - fairly regularly I am to initiate
whatever is needed. It’s that way because that’s the way He loves us, and we’re
made in His image.
But with Him it's largely reactive. Like a flower that has sense enough
to turn toward the sunlight I am called to stand before Him, arms limp, head
bowed, His own love/light permeating all my far-flung disparate parts, meshing
them together harmoniously into His own wordless beauty. Through Him and with
Him and in Him I am, finally, Home...
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