The way God squandered Himself had always hurt her; and…
““The way God squandered Himself had always hurt her; and annoyed her too. The sky full of wings and only the shepherds awake. That golden voice speaking and only a few fishermen there to hear; and perhaps some of the words He spoke carried away on the wind or lost in the sound of the waves lapping against the side of the boat. A thousand blossoms shimmering over the orchard, each a world of wonder all to itself, and then the whole thing blown away on a southwest gale as though the delicate little worlds were of no value at all. Well, of all the spendthrifts, she would think and then pull herself up. It was not for her to criticize the ways of Almighty God; if He liked to go to all that trouble over the snowflakes, millions and millions of them, their intricate patterns too small to be seen by human eyes, and melting as soon as made, that was His affair and not hers. All she could do about it was to catch in her window, and save from entire waste, as much of the squandered beauty as she could.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
She learns to accept divine mystery, focusing on preserving small beauties rather than judging God's ways.
In simple terms: Accept mystery; preserve beauty.
Key Takeaway
Focus on saving what you can.
Themes
faith
acceptance
beauty
humility
Mood
contemplative
hopeful
Type
philosophical
inspirational
When to use this quote
- personal grief
- spiritual reflection
- environmental stewardship
Key Concepts
theology
existentialism
mindfulness
Questions to Reflect On
- What small beauties can you protect today?
- How do you balance acceptance with action?
A Different Perspective
Criticism of divine actions can be futile.