“My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.”
— Marcel Proust
Amen. May it ever be. If my new way of seeing is that through God’s grace: seeing all things as being sent by Him, Giver of Life.
If I can see my own constant need, my own constant unworthiness, then maybe my destination will be the Joy of Salvation…
Lord, deliver me that the bones which You have broken may rejoice. ¬ Saint David