we see but dimly

Castro Valley, CA November 7, 2012. (night sketch in Castro Valley, CA) Mick Jagger sang, "I can't get no satisfaction" and Bono sang "I still haven't found what I'm looking for." C.S. Lewis once said, "If I find in myself a desire which no experience in the world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." How many bleary-eyed mornings have you woken up without a clue where it's all leading, and who's pulling the strings on the whole operation anyhow? The weekend surge of adrenaline didn't seem to last beyond Monday morning, and the expectation of finding that whatever it is that will somehow pin the blue ribbon to your dreams ends up smashed on the floor. Some of us have to remind ourselves to stop trying to get there. You already are there. You don't have to go anywhere. The one who made you is the one who loves you. And that's enough. If you have him, you've already got everything the world is running after. And this planet, with its corruption and greed, is passing away. You were made for another world. "We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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