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Wednesday, 16 July 2014
No other species has it. Not like us.
This wonderful, awesome thing.
We don't use it very often
and we don't get to see it very often
but when we do...
When we do, and we recognise it,
we give each other goosebumps
and bring tears to each other's eyes.
When we do see it, we know it in every cell,
that this is what makes everything worthwhile,
this rare, precious, and yet so easily available thing.
If only we could remember to ask ourselves,
What did I do with my humanity today?
Anything? Nothing? And ask again tomorrow.
Monday, 14 July 2014
I am building a bridge because it feels Asked of me, because it needs to be built, and it must be crossed, if only by me.
I do not know how to build a bridge.
I do not know the physics. I am bad at math and uncomfortable with engineering, and the earth is round enough that if I build a bridge long enough, I may just find myself back where I started.
But I will build it anyway. And I am told that it will not be a smooth and easy shortcut but will still be a glorious drive with a wonderful view and the air will be lovely to breathe.
And this bridge that I build shall have no toll. No burning of holes nor playing with souls. The blueprint has never been in my hand yet here, from the tips of my fingers, it will start to stand.
It will stand true, and it will be free, this bridge, and you, and me.
Found this on Facebook just now, and simply HAD to share it! I hope I'm not breaking any copyright laws by doing this - so all credit to Ms Sue Fitzmaurice whose delightful blog informs me that she has been "trying God's patience since 1962"!