What I fear and desire most in the world is God.
I fear Him because He promises to be spontaneous, out of my control, unnamed beyond my reasonable self.
I desire Him because God has color, like the fire that burns hot.
He is not pale, He is not neutral.
His light reveals the darkness of my heart.
“Supposing we really found Him? We never meant it to come to that! Worse still, supposing He had found us?” ~CS Lewis
Poetry adapted from an excerpt from the book “Red: Passion and Patience in the Desert” by Terry Tempest Williams, © 2001