May Sacred Awe come down upon me. May it come down upon you. May we spend the rest of our days living in truth, beauty, and wonder. ~ Faith B.

The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me, your love, O Lord, endures forever-do not abandon the works of your hands. ~ Psalm 138:8

Sacred: is ideal and transcends everyday existence,
it is extra-ordinary, potentially dangerous,
awe-inspiring, fear inducing. (David Émile Durkheim)
Awe: a feeling of reverential respect mixed with fear or wonder.
Sacred Awe: The highest point a man can attain is not Knowledge,
or Virtue, or Goodness, or Victory,
but something even greater,
more heroic and more despairing:
Sacred Awe! (Nikos Kazantzakis)
Interesting description…
The highest point a man can attain is not Knowledge,
or Virtue, or Goodness, or Victory,
but something even greater,
more heroic and more despairing!
More heroic AND more despairing?
I prefer the rest of our days
living in truth, beauty, and wonder.
Do we want to be devoid of hope?
Maybe it’s clearer with a different
quote from Kazantzakis:
“The canary is like man’s soul,”
he whispered finally.
“It sees bars round it,
but instead if despairing, it sings.
It sings, and wait and see, Brother Leo:
one day its song shall break the bars.”
Let us have sacred awe
sufficient to break the bars!