It is as though we had buried Someone we thought dead, and now hear him calling in the night: Help me! Heaving and panting, he raises the gravestone of our soul and body higher and still higher, breathing more freely at every moment. Every word, every deed, every thought is the heavy gravestone he is forever trying to lift. And my own body and all the visible world, all heaven and earth, are the gravestone which God is struggling to heave upward.
About this quote
- What does it mean?
- We are burdened by the weight of our deeds, which act as a gravestone that God strives to lift, symbolizing the struggle to transcend our limitations.
- In plain terms
- Our actions are heavy stones that divine effort lifts.
- What can you take from it?
- Strive to lighten your deeds so they become uplifting rather than burdensome.
Where it applies
Putting it to work
Questions to consider
- What stones are you carrying?
- How can you transform burdens into uplift?
Another view
Metaphor may be too abstract for concrete moral guidance.
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