The eyes of the future are looking back at us and they are praying for us to see beyond our own time. They are kneeling with hands clasped that we might act with restraint, that we might leave room for the life that is destined to come. To protect what is wild is to protect what is gentle. Perhaps the wildness we fear is the pause between our own heartbeats, the silent space that says we live only by grace. Wilderness lives by this same grace. Wild mercy is in our hands.
I just needed to share.
6 comments:
Good thoughts!
Powerful. Just. Effing. Powerful. Thank you for sharing it.
I'm sorry. I'm not sure semi-swearing is appropriate, but I'm just so overwhelmed and disgusted by this latest oil spill disaster. :((( Brings out strong emotions, deserving strong words.
Profound words! I shared a book today too.
Love the statement "To protect what is wild is to protect what is gentle." I believe that is true. Thanks for sharing! Nola
this sounds wonderful. I must get this now!
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