I liked the bit that Selwyn wrote about poetry: “Poetry is the product of passion. It has something volcanic about it, surging up in the poet’s soul like molten lava and spilling over in strangely moving language.”
If I could use the above words in a slightly different way: “Our love for God should be a product of passon – it should have something volcanic about it, surging up in our hearts like molten lava and to spill over and set on fire the hearts of our friends and neighbours – so they too, may seek and receive God’s passionate love and rejoice in it.
Rejoice in mystery
I liked the bit that Selwyn wrote about poetry: “Poetry is the product of passion. It has something volcanic about it, surging up in the poet’s soul like molten lava and spilling over in strangely moving language.”
If I could use the above words in a slightly different way: “Our love for God should be a product of passon – it should have something volcanic about it, surging up in our hearts like molten lava and to spill over and set on fire the hearts of our friends and neighbours – so they too, may seek and receive God’s passionate love and rejoice in it.