Of Walls and Wells
It is curious how certain diseases repel, by a kind of awe, the sympathies of the neighbours:
as if, by the fact of being subject to them, the patient were removed into another realm of existence,
from which, like the dead with the living, she can hold communion with those around her only partially,
and with a mixture of dread pervading the intercourse.
Thus some of the deepest, purest wells of spiritual life, are, like those in old castles, choked up by the decay of the outer walls.
– George MacDonald
I give thanks for those that see beyond those walls!
Will you?
Look beyond those walls?
Ever experience the gifts beyond the rubble?
a Rearranged Life 
This quote touches me, I’m glad you shared it Miriam..
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