Throughout my extensive three-decade commitment to pronouncing the Psalms, I have experienced the devastating upheaval of my most cherished beliefs not just once, but on two separate occasions. Yet, amidst this profound desolation, my bereavement serves as a profound testament to my personal salvation. It mirrors the quest for a mysterious and elusive treasure, surpassing all material possessions, for in the very process of enduring loss, I confidently present it as concrete proof that the pursuit was profoundly meaningful. It kindles a courageous flame within, reminiscent of the enduring marks left by battle, embellished with a distinguished symbol of distinction.

The enigmatic allure of the situation instills me with courage, as I have discovered in misfortune a disconnection from earthly possessions. Similar to an ethereal blaze, the love of God shines brightly within me, transforming loss into a triumph. Nevertheless, a sense of melancholy engulfs me as I observe others desperately clinging onto the material realm.

He instills within me the courage to pursue Him not through toil, but rather by embracing His benevolent bestowals. Similar to the tranquil undulations of sagacity, they transport me beyond the confines of earthly comprehension. Eagerly anticipating the splendor that awaits on the ethereal shores of the forthcoming celestial realm. Enveloped by the profound enigma of God's sacred manifestation. Our desire intensifies to submerge ourselves in the euphoric rendezvous, surpassing the constraints of temporal and spatial dimensions.