“Our Lord has declared that we are ‘better than many sparrows:’ well, if not better than many a phoenix too, it were no great thing. But must men die once for all, while birds in Arabia are sure of a resurrection?” (Tertullian, On the Resurrection of the Flesh, chapter XIII)
I want so much more than I can ever accomplish in this life. Like St. Therese of Lisieux, I want everything — to do everything, to learn everything, to love everyone, to create endlessly. Those zeniths call me towards them.
Yet I walk within time that limits how high I can go, at least this side of heaven. But heaven will come. I will soar like a phoenix from the fire, reach zenith after zenith.
Beloved, please make me willing to accept the fire.