Today’s Prayer to Passage will be from the book “The Story of My Life” by Helen Keller.
Today I pray, “Dear God, When we start from somewhere far away from the center, we find a truer center. Thank You for this. Amen.”
Following my prayer, I held the closed book in my hands and opened it to this passage:
“In a word, literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. The things I have learned and the things I have been taught seem of ridiculously little importance compared with their ‘large loves and heavenly charities.'”
Oh, how I love my “book-friends,” their “large loves and heavenly charities.” I am starting to feel the reflection of authors who are now deceased. As if they are delighted that they got me to wake up and pay attention to something they wanted to bring forth. This is an amazing experience. It does not mark their departures as absences, as their words in literature are alive and well among us. And those writers of passages who have made their passages on are much living. This, too, an amazing experience.