As a believer I have the blessed opportunity to gaze into my own heart and see Jesus Christ. To find the mad paradox of His beauty and light and goodness and truth breaking irresistibly through the many chinks and cracks of this very flawed human vessel. To call myself a saint, of all things, and to laugh at the gorgeous joke of it and to know that it’s the realest thing about me.
~ Lanier Ivester, The Two Trees ~
I just read a marvelous post by a one of my favorite online kindred spirits. I first "met" Lanier through reading her vivid posts on the YLCF, but she has now also joined the writers of the Rabbit Room. Do read the post here, and be encouraged.
Oh, and the poem she quotes was surprisingly familiar to me, as parts of it make up this song from my favorite Celtic singer:
Had to share that. Now I'd better go write and get my characters out of trouble. ;-)