“Shew me thy ways, O Lord; teach me thy paths.” — Psalm 25:4 I cannot see far into the distance, God. Twists and turns lie before me. I know there is a path. I can see its beginning. I cannot see where it goes beyond tomorrow. Yet … I run, I leap, I fall, I plunge into the mystery. I do not need to know it all. Certainty with redundancy has lost its radiance. It retains no power to attract my heart. Mystery envelops divinity and Divinity envelops mystery. Into that cloud I must go without hesitation In trepidation. I shall be at home there, drawn to Thee, By Thee. I cannot tell you what I shall find. Nor can I describe what I see there. I cannot tell you how or why I know except that In Thy embrace, I am known. And the love that has taken hold of me has held me tightly In the grip of mercy. And being there, and going there, and sensing that destiny, I can somehow remain here, And be here, living on purpose. In community of fellow travelers, I celebrate the joy Of another world … A wo
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