Wednesday, May 22, 2019

mustard seed

humility knocks on the door, gently, patiently
pride, though, pride keeps the lights off, the blinds drawn, the deadbolt secure
humility asks most genuinely for a small bit of pain to be allowed inside so that with it might come joy one hundredfold
but pride. she fears the pain and with that rejects the abundant life held out in the open hand
if only by trusting the giver of the pain one might also trust the giver of the greater peace, rest, satisfaction, joy.

he who did not spare his own son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also along with him graciously give us all things?
[romans 8.32] 

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