“What I am saying is that I think life is staggering and we are all just used to it. We are all like spoiled children no longer impressed with the gifts we were given- it’s just another sunset, just another storm moving over the mountains, just another child being born, just another funeral. If I have a hope, it’s that God sat over the dark nothing and wrote you and me, specifically, into the story and put us in with the sunset and the rainstorm as though to say Enjoy your place in my story. The beauty of it means you matter, and you can create within it even as I have created you.”
~Donald Miller, A Million Miles In A Thousand Years
(I’m resuscitating an oldish habit. Keeping them all HERE if you’d like to see).