Our life is made up of small things, yet each is important if we understand that our inner responses are what are important. We grow in doing the little things, the everyday chores, and the little kind acts that go unnoticed by others.
You are closer than my skin
If I understand
The reality of infinite love,
Would I die of joy?
Perhaps I grow only in darkness,
When I fail,
As I do so very often.
It is in the getting up,
Not despairing,
The growing in trust
That the slow understanding of love grows.
The faithfulness of God’s grace,
Always reaching out,
The comprehension slowly comes to light,
I am truly pursued by the most passionate of lovers,
My soul desired by infinite love and beauty.
How can such a thing be?
Am I crazy?
Deluded?
Many would say yes,
Yet in the end
I am still pursued.
We all are.
Br. Mark Dohle, OCSO
Holy Spirit Monastery
