In my life, I find it’s altogether too easy for my sense of awe to get lost in the shuffle of the hustle–brutalized by the tyranny of schedules, meetings, and routines. Where is my wonderment in the midst of this holy, crazy thing called life? Where are my eyes?
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I am, like you, a pilgrim upon the Way–living a life in-between who I was, am, and am yet to be. As such, it is assured that neither you, nor I, will be whole until the mortal takes on immortality. This world doesn’t come by the appellation, “vale of tears,” for naught.