We know enough to know that all of this is not quite right. And we know enough to know that settling for what’s not quite right is quite wrong.

Being alert is not to vigilantly stand on tip-toe in order to scan some distant horizon out of the fear of some approaching enemy. Quite the opposite. It is falling to our knees knowing that God is already out on that horizon and that He thwarted the enemy long before they ever reached it.

We must clean the lens of our hearts to see the state of our souls. However, too often the former is too dirty to even know that the latter exists.

To attempt to know myself ‘apart’ from God is to choose to know nothing more than ‘a part’ of myself.

Too often we allow the lyrics to sneak in under the melody.

Although I’m seldom aware enough to see it, the greater cost regarding that which I possess was not what I paid for it, but what someone along the way sacrificed so that I might have the opportunity to pay for it.

Vigilance of the wisest kind is to incessantly remain open to the reality that what I ‘see’ is but a single thread and solitary shard of what ‘is’, for to assume otherwise is to surrender the wisdom of vigilance to the decay of ignorance.

Coming to the end of ourselves is one of the best ways that we can come to an understanding of ourselves.

Most often, what I don’t know will have a vastly greater bearing on my life that what I do know.