God

It takes faith to bring up a child; it takes faith to fall asleep; it takes faith to begin any work.

God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it.

I been so busy thinking bout him I never truly notice nothing God make. Not a blade of corn (how it do that?) not the color purple (where it come from?). Not the little wildflowers. Nothing.

“You know the heart of the stranger,” says the Old Testament, “for you were strangers in the land of Egypt; … therefore love the stranger!”[11]

Anyway, when I don’t write to you I feel as bad as I do when I don’t pray, locked up in myself and choking on my own heart.

I believe God is everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you can feel that, and be happy to feel that, you’ve found It.

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.

DEAR GOD. DEAR STARS, DEAR TREES, DEAR SKY, DEAR PEOPLES. DEAR EVERYTHING. DEAR GOD.

Never, in sooth, does the lover seek without being sought by his beloved. When the lightning of love has shot into this heart, know that there is love in that heart. When love of God waxes in thy heart, beyond any doubt God hath love for thee. No sound of clapping comes from one hand without the other hand. Divine Wisdom is destiny and decree made