An unexpected limpkin hanging out in Richmond, VA.

The love of our neighbor is the love which comes down from God to man. It precedes that which rises from men to God. God is longing to come down to those in affliction. As soon as a soul is disposed to consent, though it were the last, the most miserable, the most deformed of souls, God will precipitate himself into it in order, through it, to look at and listen to the afflicted. Only as time passes does the soul become aware that he is there. But, though it finds no name for him, wherever the afflicted are loved for themselves alone, it is God who is present.

Simone Weil, Waiting for God

Finished Reading: The Lord’s Prayer by Wesley Hill 📚

Finished Reading: The Message of Ecclesiastes by Derek Kidner 📚