I don’t even know where to begin. I resonate with every word. “Sehnsucht,” deep and intense unsatisfied longing for something more, beyond, and seemingly unattainable.
“I call it Joy,” Lewis explains: “it might almost equally well be called a particular kind of unhappiness or grief. But then it is a kind we want. I doubt whether anyone who has tasted it would ever, if both were in his power, exchange it for all the pleasures in the world.”
“Thou movest us to delight in praising Thee; for Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee.” -St. Augustine
Just read and this immediately pre-ordered your book - coincidentally, on the last possible day to preorder. Cannot wait to underline the heck out of it. Thank you.
I don’t even know where to begin. I resonate with every word. “Sehnsucht,” deep and intense unsatisfied longing for something more, beyond, and seemingly unattainable.
“I call it Joy,” Lewis explains: “it might almost equally well be called a particular kind of unhappiness or grief. But then it is a kind we want. I doubt whether anyone who has tasted it would ever, if both were in his power, exchange it for all the pleasures in the world.”
“Thou movest us to delight in praising Thee; for Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee.” -St. Augustine
bro. this is exactly it -
the book just hits this, over and over, from about as many avenues as possible
essentially : what if ALL we were gave into the L O N G I N G
Just read and this immediately pre-ordered your book - coincidentally, on the last possible day to preorder. Cannot wait to underline the heck out of it. Thank you.