Aug

19

Eden

Filed Under Beziehungsweise, Spruchreif 

Were I some sleeping Adam, to wake and find you resting at my rib, to share these things that God has done, to walk you through the garden, to counsel your timid steps, your bewildered eye, your heart so slow to love, so careful to love, so sheepish that I stepped up my aim and became a man.

(Donald Miller, in “Polaroids”)

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