“We get robbed of the glory of life because we aren’t capable of remembering how we got here. When you are born, you wake slowly to everything. Your brain doesn’t stop growing until you turn twenty-six, so from birth to twenty-six, God is slowly turning the lights on, and you’re groggy and pointing at things saying circle and blue and car and then sex and job and health care. The experience is so slow that you could easily come to believe life isn’t that big of a deal, that life isn’t staggering.
“What I’m saying is I think life is staggering and we’re just used to it. We all are like spoiled children no longer impressed with the gifts we’re given—it’s just another sunset, just another rainstorm moving in over the mountain, just another child being born, just another funeral.”
I am very much enjoying this book.
Just another gray and snowy day in Kentucky, too. How much longer till spring anyway? 🙂
Wow! That's lovely. Thanks, Margaret. Going to copy this out for myself.
BTW Sophie is currently belting out: "Holy God, Holy God, Holy God. We praises for your Son." How lovely to be almost 3 and still marveling at the world.
I borrowed this for my facebook, Margaret. This morning we will bury a faith-filled wonderful Dad friend who died from oral cancer. He leaves his wife and nine children, ages 4-25.
Your quote seemed fitting to the day here. Sean and Maria are/were the best at living life and faith to the fullest..
Please pray for Maria and the kids.