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Abyss of Eternal Longing

Sometimes I think our own souls are an abyss of eternal longing that will swallow and crush us like a black hole if we do not learn by faith to set our longing upon God.

This entry was posted on Saturday, November 19th, 2011 at 1:22 pm and is filed under The Struggle. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

5 Responses to “Abyss of Eternal Longing”

  1. Roger Green  
    Wrote the following comment on November 19th, 2011 at 1:48 pm #

    Sometimes I think you need to post more often.

  2. Anthony Velez  
    Wrote the following comment on November 19th, 2011 at 1:59 pm #

    Roger – Your point is duly noted.

  3. K.L.B.  
    Wrote the following comment on November 21st, 2011 at 4:39 pm #

    Wow! Just IMMEDIATELY after I’d moved your blog link from my blog to the “Former” Blogs of Note category for inactivity!

    I was concerned you’d become blind, or worse, insane.

    Abyss of eternal longing? Damn! That sounds like Hell! You sure you’re okay? I mean, do you need a couple of stiff drinks, a few dances, and a week or two of escape with your bride?

  4. Anthony Velez  
    Wrote the following comment on November 22nd, 2011 at 8:42 pm #

    Kevin – Regarding Hell, exactly!! This, I fear, is the fate of those who reject God, for only the presence of God in the soul can sustain the soul’s eternal longing.

    Regarding my sanity, I am very likely not a well adjusted human being insofar as that means being adapted to life in this world. That said, I sometimes think I am a living purgatory, which ain’t so bad so long as the end result is adaptation to heaven and communion with God. I will say, that at times I feel quite disoriented psychologically, but again I think it’s the result of a shift of what I thought was true north.

  5. Rachel  
    Wrote the following comment on January 9th, 2012 at 11:06 pm #

    What was it c.s. lewis wrote in The Weight of Glory? He said something about how all the beauty in the world is merely a remembrance of something never seen, a song never heard, a door that has not been opened, and our deepest longing is to get in. It is a longing to get into beauty, not only witness it but to be a part of it. You were apt in your description of it as a black hole. It really is a vaccuum that no earthly thing can fill.