Our fall was, has always been, and always will be, that we aren’t satisfied in God and what He gives. We hunger for something more, something other.
We don’t see the material world for what it is meant to be: as the means to communion with God.
I had read that too, written by a wise man of old, Jean Pierre de Caussade: “When one is thirsty one quenches one’s thirst by drinking, not by reading books which treat of this condition.”1 If we are dying of thirst, passively reading books about water quenches little; the only way to quench the parched mouth is to close the book and dip the hand into water and bring it to the lips. If we thirst, we’ll have to drink.
Note: This speaks volumes to me!
Being in a hurry. Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I’ve ever gained from being in a hurry. But a thousand broken and missed things, tens of thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing…. Through all that haste I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away.
Note: This is me...for sure!