Like shaeves of corn love gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant; And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.”
{February 14, 2008} My Valentines Day Message
I’m trying to work out if that is incredibly bitter or wonderfully sweet.
Whatever it is I like it…
A little bit kinky. The Bible has a great way with otherwise strange words.
It’s not from the Bible. It’s from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran.
Lesley is right. Maybe I should write where I got it from next time. We have to forgive Ryan he does not claim to read the Bible heaps.