to be captivated by the fearsome and tremendous beauty of it all.
to be moved to tears more than only once in a while.
to be satisfied each day with a good book and the quietness of the wind in the trees.
to be alarmed by the magical uncertainty of my own existence and, waking the morning thereafter, kiss life anew on the lips.
to be irretrievably enamored with the genius and the mystery of the Greater Music.
to be liberated, in heart, mind, soul and flesh, from the cynic bitterness rooted so deeply in the crevasses of the human condition; expressed by Bertrand Russell, who said, "There is darkness without and when I die there will be darkness within. There is no splendor, no vastness anywhere, only triviality for a moment, and then nothing."
to believe, with every ounce of my energy and every atom of my being, that the truth will set me free.
to be overcome with a satisfaction in and from the fullness of joy set before me, whose Name is YHWH.
to be consumed by a magnificent vision of the radiance of Christ; treasuring him as that rare lustrous jewel that shines with all the colors of the sun, and bursts with an indescribable beauty wholly its own.
to fall in love once again.
