Yesterday the children of Hagar the Egyptian launched another wicked scheme on the world, this time in Paris. Ishmael is in the news every single day: innocent, unknowing lives are placed daily into the heated arms of Moloch. The world is blind and lost. “Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do.”
Yesterday I went for a jog in the morning and wished that I could run off the surface of the earth up into the starry sky. It was strong enough longing to nearly make me weep. It so happened that I was listening to a running mix by Ellie Goulding and at that moment her song “Burn” was playing. I don’t listen to pop music very much so I never realized that this song has some spiritual undertones, or at least it did for me yesterday before the rising of the sun.
I experience this sensation sometimes, where I wish my feet would leave the ground because my heart does not love it. I’m not sure what this occasional feeling could be but a kind of heartsickness for eternity, a longing for what is missing in the wretched wasteland that is this earth.
And they said one to another, Did not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?