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You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image
when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.
~Anne Lamott, writer (1954- )

I read this quote in my morning's Word-a-day email and... here it is. Words to ponder.

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And, something else from
the Panhala poetry site:

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.

Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousnes.

Give me your hand.


~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~


(Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)