Wednesday, March 30, 2011

an ordinary, unpoetic life

Brightly colored sunsets and starry heavens, majestic mountains and shining seas, and fragrant fields and fresh-cut flowers are not even half as beautiful as a soul who is serving Jesus out of love, through the wear and tear of an ordinary, unpoetic life.

The most saintly souls are those who have never distinguished themselves as authors or allowed any major accomplishments of theirs to become the topic of the world's conversation. No, they are usually those who have led a quiet, inner life of holiness instead.

~Streams in the Desert