“Why not let all of life be penetrated by grace, gratitude, joy? This is the only way to welcome the Kingdom of God.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
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“Communion with God, what was broken in the Garden, this is wholly restored when I want the God-communion more than I want the world-consumption.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
“Endless thanksgiving, eucharisteo, had opened me to this, the way of the fullest life. From initial union to intimate communion – it isn’t exclusively the domain of the monastics and ascetics, pastors and missionaries, but I, domestic scrubber of potatoes, sister to Brother Lawrence, could I have unbroken communion, fullest life with fullest God?”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
Purgation – a purging; the act of clearing oneself of crime or guilt
“Purgation was the first step toward full life in God, according to ancients. Awakened to the chasm separating from God, one prays for divine assistance to purge the soul of self-will.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
“I board [the airplane], breathe, buckle, bow my head, and murmur thanks to Him who never takes leave. It’s impossible to give thanks and simultaneously feel fear. This is the anti-anxiety medicine I try to lay in my wide-open palm every day. Thank you, God, for surprising songs.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
Agoraphobia – an abnormal fear of being in open or public places
“The agoraphobic farm hick who has spent a lifetime wrestling fears? Jetting off to Paris? … My sister laughs…”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
“When the laundry is for the dozen arms of children or the dozen legs, it’s true, I think I’m due some appreciation. So comes a storm of trouble and lightning strikes joy. But when Christ is at the center, when dishes, laundry, work, is my song of thanks to Him, joy rains.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
“I stand for a moment by the table, looking out a wet window to the south. One comes now, a son with his hood pulled up against early morning rain. I watch him, love of ours, meandering up the back walk. His head is bent low, feet finding all the puddles. He’s splashing through ancient water, water from the beginning that has cycled through all centuries, puddle-jumped by a thousand young boys through the ages and I wonder if the water Adam knew falls here.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
Quotidian – occurring or returning every day; daily
“Children play in the basement below my domestic choreography, thunder of feet and crazy laughter. Swoop and drape, quotidian work, familial cadence constant as rising and setting sun and God fills the common moments.”
One Thousand Gifts, Ann Voskamp, 2010
“Awe… awe ignites joy because it makes us bend the knee and I remember a night chasing moon and we are in deepest happiness in the posture of grateful worship.”
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, 2010
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