Beautiful hollow singing Love
Hearing God in the dark spaces. The curves of a guitar holds emptiness, and in patient arms, emptiness can sing. ...
Scripture is the steel threads, holding the world together, and when we let the fingers pluck along these sacred strings, the lines of red letters, Christ plays in one thousand places and even our hollow emptiness is a beauty that reverberates with the refrain of Love. ...
Christ hears my emptiness. He longs to make music of it.
Scripture is the steel threads, holding the world together, and when we let the fingers pluck along these sacred strings, the lines of red letters, Christ plays in one thousand places and even our hollow emptiness is a beauty that reverberates with the refrain of Love. ...
Christ hears my emptiness. He longs to make music of it.
Labels: contemplation
