“Collective people who bear the image of God…If God really is three parts in one like they say, it means God’s wholeness is a multitude.” p. 7
“When we neglect the physical, it is inevitably suffocates the image of God who ate, slept, cried, bled, grew and healed.” And whether or not the origin of that negated is hatred, it will indeed end in hatred.” p. 60
“God makes a home for things be fore God makes the the thing.” p. 18
“Alienation and trauma of place are best met not with dislocation but with belonging, with a defiant rootedness, even if those roots stretch out to new and safer places.” p. 19
Getting Lost can be a kind of healing “To find a manner of anonymity, to experience that dreadful thing we call ‘blending in,’ can be a kind of haven.” p. 20
“I hope God really is preparing a place for us. When God talks about getting her house ready, is she expecting us all at once? Does she have a gate, does she keep it open all through the night? Maybe she will tell me the secrets of where I came from.”
We were made for belonging…Our pining for belonging can do frenetic things to the soul.” p. 70
“I say you have to learn how to be with and part of something in order to know how to be alone.” p. 70
“We don’t just welcome you or accept you; we need you. We are insufficient without you.” p. 72
“To bear the image of God in its fullness, we need each other. Maybe each culture, every household, every community bears that image in a unique way.” p. 73
“There is something to being chosen that is uniquely healing. I communicates to the soul that one is desired not passively but with active longing.” p. 75
I wonder if God feels as alienated from as we do from him. Christ just boldly inviting himself over to houses for dinner. Roaming around telling people to stop everything and follow him. Multiplying food, but making everyone sit down in groups to eat it. He knew how to make his own belonging. Do we?” Zecheus p. 75
“But a life lived with trust only in the self is exhausting. It is not freedom; it is a yoke that falls helplessly and incessantly on you.”p. 77