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?

3 thoughts on “Of Walls and Wells

  1. Pingback: Simply Words « A Rearranged Life

  2. Pingback: Friends and Fences « A Rearranged Life

if you'd like to email, you may do so at arearrangedlife at gmail dot com

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: