To articulately put into words the grandeur of this life is to sell short its immense value of the quality and sanctity for it is because of this very life we gain clarity at the brim of salvation-we know no other way of living
What momentary gains we may achieve are all, but for a loss in the wake of eternity. What better way to live than to move forward in remembrance of yesterday’s victories and sorrows- we know no other way of living
To give life and light to those that seek it; to be the salt to an earth so desiring to taste the exquisite flavors the desperate palate requires-we know no other way of living.
A mission of victorious surrender, alas, a realization of a complete lack of control only to point to a privilege so exclusive it is given to the least of these- we know no other way of living
What if, I ask, the doubts they stream in? Uncertainty, my friends, is what drives our existence. Unknown and its certain principles, ought to drive us to deep, reckless abandoned exploration. To leave the shore and venture out into the wilderness- we know no other way of living.
Yet, here we stand, on the slipping sands of our human certainty, certainly convinced of our posture and direction in life. Is this all there is? The depravity creeps in and the facade continues-we know no other way of living.
Will we awaken from the slumber that haunts our waking reality? While our intelligence is certainly marked by what we do know, our character is defined by what we do not know- we know no other way of living.
In all of its brilliance life becomes such a lavish gift; it is a privilege to breath and walk amongst this earth as mere creatures. Our friend Mary Oliver asks, “what will you do with this one precious life?”-we know no other way of living.