Be grateful for the wound that pushes you towards God.
All shall be done, but it may be harder than you think.
C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.
She Was Always Holding My Hand
To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.
You never know while it’s happening what will burn in your memory, sacred and profound. It seems like most of the things we try to make profound never are, lost in our insistence and fretting and posing. When we want something to be momentous, it rarely is. Life is disobedient in that way, insisting on surprising us with its magic, stubbornly unwilling to be glittery on command.
Shauna Niequist, Bread & Wine