She shines. Bright and radiant. A gem in a bag of stones. A shell on a beach of pebbles. A star. She shines. A step forward. With a shy glance. Another step forward. And a smile. A further step forward. And she squares her shoulders. She runs. And she’s ahead. Ahead of them all. Them who pulled her back. A phoenix. A star. She shines.
-I vowed not to reblog anything unless it was so flawless that I couldn’t resist. Turns out this one is a simple piece, nevertheless compelling. :’)
“Our culture has filled our heads but emptied our hearts, stuffed our wallets but starved our wonder. It has fed our thirst for facts but not for meaning or mystery. It produces “nice” people, not heroes.”—Peter Kreeft (via booksandpublishing)