Evendays

Happy birthday, sis!
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An old story tells of the millionaire who spotted a beautiful old painting in a book which covered the history of art. He fell under its charms and decided he had to add it to his collection. So he called his curator and charged him to find the work and to purchase it.

A short time later, the curator returned and informed his employer that the masterful work was not for sale. The rich man, used to getting all he wanted, exclaimed: I told you I want it. Buy it. Don’t tell me you can’t. Do whatever it takes.

But the curator held his ground and quietly answered: Sir, you cannot buy that painting because you already own that painting. In fact, it has been in your collection for many years.

It’s just possible that it’s not necessary to climb the highest peak or to cross the swiftest river to find your “treasure”. You may not even have to sing along with U2’s 1987 hit (though it’s tempting):

    I have spoken with eternal angels
    I have held the hands of a devil
    It was warm in the night
    I was cold as a stone
    But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for…

Is there  a solution for the thirst that’s in us? Was the disciple right when he said to a brainy crowd:

“God has done all this so that we will look for him and reach out and find him. He isn’t really far from any of us…” ?

Could it be true?