Finite is easier to grasp than infinite. Fear is easier than Love. Infinite will not be grasped, only glimpsed. The more I work on loving, the greater the project becomes. Love doesn’t know boundaries, it doesn’t know limits, finites, or fear.
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I’ve spent the last few days on finites. I’ve felt fear over an empty calendar, the loss of seemingly critical support groups, the backlash against a hug or small gathering…
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This morning the sky was full of pretty things, a cotton candy sunrise, a crescent moon, a planet (maybe), a star, and all the life that comes with a late winter day.
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I remembered this phrase, “We will gain more than we have lost.” It came to me in one of those tongues of the Holy Spirit, some piece of me that is often quiet.
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I wrote it down on a square of plywood two years ago and imagine it has been burned to ash, an invisible molecule of carbon on the wind.
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A new life calls, a new adventure dawns.
God bless and thank you for reading,
Jason
Temple