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The Life I Have Let Live for Love of You
More blessed in you than I know, I possess nothing worthy to give you, nothing not belittled by my saying that I possess it… I give you what is unbounded… I give you the life I have let live for the love of you… I give you my love. Wendell Berry, “The Country of Marriage” […]
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In Returning & Rest, Quietness & Confidence
“In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and confidence shall be your strength.” Isaiah 30:15 …everything faded, thinned to nothing, beside the light which bathed and warmed, the Presence your being had opened to. Where it shone, there life was, and abundantly; it touched your dullest task, and the task was easy. […]
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All Around the Earth Cries: Grace Grace Grace
When rain falls soft but constant, when my heart has been in shreds for days, when words don’t fit the magnitude of all that is in my head, what can I do but step into the garden barefoot? The damp soft earth bends beneath my feet, carries my weight and the weight of all I […]
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Memory
The reality of this day. The reality of the days that came before. I have been in love before. Such love. With people and winding streets and trees and living. To get back to that place. To hunger for the names and stories of people all around. To live an explorer, curious, inquisitive. To spend […]
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The Secret of Our Days
There are no fanfares these days, no shattering revelations. No mountain-top encounters followed by a plunge into the valley and a rocky climb back to the summit. These days there are no fanfares, only focused, steadfast footsteps towards the One my heart loves. He is here, He is everywhere, He is hidden in each moment. […]
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The Real
Call this country what you may: the City of Wait, the Island of Hopes Deferred, God’s Silence, Barren Tree, Whittling Point. This land is rugged, ravaged, bleak, and spare; its inhabitants spend their days in continual twilight; their moments are occupied with any distraction to ward off each coming night. So. You have left the […]
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Beauty-Stalker
I have become a stalker of beauty, for moments of extravagance. My life has recently intensified in terms of busyness; my schedule tightened and became rigid. My remedy: leave my desk, take long winding walks, steal time for conversation. It’s counter-intuitive and seems frivolous, but these stolen moments of beauty, these soul-feeding moments, bring me […]
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Leavings
In the rearview mirror, I catch a glimpse of you, lone figure, silhouette, watching me drive on down the hill. I catch a glimpse of you, watching me, waving. You leaver, left behind. You pioneer, left to observe as I journey into a new land. You leaver, you stay, you grant me freedom to come […]
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Journal 2.14.11
So often, after the illumination, this pulling back, this fear of following through on the promise. Revelation means responsibility; grace means response; promise means faith; vision means action. What will you do to take ownership of the gift that has been given to you?
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Awakening
What is important is the moment of opening a life and feeling it touch—with an electric hiss and cry—this speckled mineral sphere, our present world. – Annie Dillard It could be almost nothing—morning haze hovering on a hillside, a shimmer on the palm of my hand, the cool of evening coming in the window, words on […]
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Kathryn Kong 