There are those moments when time kisses eternity -- just a feathery brush, but it is filled with astounding possibilities.
Do you comprehend what I'm saying?
Are there those times when you KNOW you were made for eternity? When time feels so confining, so ridiculously temporary? Moments when you feel that time is fine, as far as it goes, but you know it just doesn't go far enough.
Do you ever feel as St. Augustine felt?
"Lord, you have made us for yourself, and our hearts are weary until they find their rest in you."
© 2005
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