Seth reminded me of this quote the other day.  It is from Fred Buechner’s book A Sacred Journey.

She was a girl going on thirteen as I was, with a mouth that turned up at the corners.  If we ever spoke to each other about anything of consequence, I have long since forgotten it.  I have forgotten the color of her eyes.  I have forgotten the sound of her voice.  But one day at dusk we were sitting side by side on a crumbling stone wall watching the Salt Kettle ferries come and go when… our bare knees happened to touch for a moment, and in that moment I was filled with such a sweet panic and anguish of longing for I had no idea what that I knew my life could never be complete until I found it.

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  1. Anonymous

    So true … so true

  2. One of my favorite Buechner moments.

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