If we only had eyes to see and ears to hear and wits to understand,
we would know that the Kingdom of God in the sense of
holiness, goodness, beauty
is as close as breathing and is
crying out to born both within ourselves and within the world;
we would know that the Kingdom of God is
what we all of us hunger for above all other things
even when we don’t know its name or
realize that it’s what we’re starving to death for.
The Kingdom of God is where our
best dreams come from and
our truest prayers.
We glimpse it at those moments
when we find ourselves being
better than we are and wiser than we know.
We catch sight of it when at
some moment of crisis a strength seems to come to us
that is greater than our own strength.
The Kingdom of God is where we belong.
It is home, and whether we realize it or not,
I think we are all of us homesick for it.