The house of my soul is narrow;
enlarge it that you may enter in.
~Augustine of Hippo
…the miracle of God comes not only from above;
it also comes through us;
it is also dwelling in us.
It has been given to every person,
and it lies in every soul as something divine,
and it waits.
it waits for the hour when the soul shall open itself,
having found its God and its home.
When this is so,
the soul will not keep its wealth to itself,
but will let it flow out into the world.
…small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life,
and only a few find it.
When I feel squeezed through a narrow passage,
compressed by the pressures of life from all sides,
discouraged by limitations,
unable to clearly see ahead or behind,
longing for wide open spaces,
of being able to once again do anything,
feel anything I please~
I remember how this path was a choice,
it is the way I will go, one step at a time.
No one, certainly not God,
promised an easy journey.
Yet He promised He would light the way
to walk alongside me
so I do not dwell in darkness.