Wednesday, February 3, 2010

One With The Vine

"Keep me, Lord, with thee. I call from out the dark—Hear in thy light, of which I am a spark. I know not what is mine and what is thine—Of branch and stem I miss the differing mark—But if a mere hair's-breadth me separateth, that hair's breadth is eternal, infinite death. For sap thy dead branch calls, O living Vine!"
- George MacDonald

Source: MacDonald, George. Diary of an Old Soul. Augsburg Publishing House, 1975. p. 81.

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