In the very industry of conceiving, planning, choosing, creating, perfecting, and finally setting in place the idols that we so effortlessly turn our hearts toward, we distract ourselves from the deep sense of loneliness we all feel. When at last we are left in our quiet, candled cloister to enjoy what we have made, we discover that the pleasures of working, creating and loving, are only meaningless signposts written in gibberish if indeed there is no living, purposeful Divinity at the heart of our highest pursuits.
No comments:
Post a Comment