Edging towards the finely grained
and exquisite contours of the love of God, while living in the arena of death,
is a monumental enterprise that knows no end. Being loved and loving restores
and rescues our confidence from the silhouette of fear and anxiety, as
illumination seeps into the recesses of our existence and frees us to meet at
the gates of the garden.
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