Henri Nouwen
Vanity asks the question, is it popular? Is it sexy?
But there comes a time when conscience will ask the question, is it TRUE?
I'm repulsed by my vanity, I am repulsed by my pride.
I'm repulsed by a sometimes consuming need for recognition, for a success story, for someone, anyone to take Emma and I seriously...forgive me brothers and sisters, forgive me Gomars...forgive me Jesus please...
Jesus I don't want recognition, I want to be of total insignificance...I want to walk as a "failure" if that guarantees I am walking true.
I'm repulsed by my vanity, I am repulsed by my pride.
I'm repulsed by a sometimes consuming need for recognition, for a success story, for someone, anyone to take Emma and I seriously...forgive me brothers and sisters, forgive me Gomars...forgive me Jesus please...
Jesus I don't want recognition, I want to be of total insignificance...I want to walk as a "failure" if that guarantees I am walking true.
May Emma and I walk Your streets bankrupt within this fashioned economy of recognition so that our Gomars can know full and pure recognition when they finally stand at The Door and knock...
i must charge myself
unknown (a failure of sorts)
so that others may truly live...
i must charge myself
unknown (a failure of sorts)
so that others may truly live...
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