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The Longing

An old journal entry that still echoes my heart.

I want that eyesight of the soul. To see the beauty – the glowing sunlight, the falling rain. I want to be like the artist who uses a brush to capture the most ordinary of settings, the apple, flower, tree – and creates an illustration, a portrayal, a vignette. A moment to cherish and wonder at. I want to have artist eyes. To see the beauty & significance & Presence of Divinity. Now, in these ordinary moments. I want to see the beauty of the woodwork behind the speaker as he speaks – to hear the rise & fall of his voice as a song. I want to hear the loveliness of song, of poetry, of the way her hair lays.

I want to notice. I want to be grateful. I want to live in a song of thanks to God.




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