This morning I sneezed and my lips split in two places.
Felt very earthy today. Unspiritual. In the sense of, not feeling motivated to do anything difficult. Not feeling purposeful or particularly hopeful. Begging to be distracted, to procrastinate. But the day was still shot through with grace.
Or punctured and plugged with grace, like garlic in mutton.
I managed to paint in the morning, even with a late start. And class was so sweet. We made good headway. I copied an amaryllis bud with the leftover puddles of paint, and it turned out OK.
I made mujadara, and almost cried over the aroma. I took a walk down to the hollow before dinner. I wrote friends, I remembered the anniversary.
I've been screen-hungry, impatient. But thank You for helping me reach toward You anyway. Please satisfy me on Yourself. Help me live each day with Temperance and Fortitude.
Felt very earthy today. Unspiritual. In the sense of, not feeling motivated to do anything difficult. Not feeling purposeful or particularly hopeful. Begging to be distracted, to procrastinate. But the day was still shot through with grace.
Or punctured and plugged with grace, like garlic in mutton.
I managed to paint in the morning, even with a late start. And class was so sweet. We made good headway. I copied an amaryllis bud with the leftover puddles of paint, and it turned out OK.
I made mujadara, and almost cried over the aroma. I took a walk down to the hollow before dinner. I wrote friends, I remembered the anniversary.
I've been screen-hungry, impatient. But thank You for helping me reach toward You anyway. Please satisfy me on Yourself. Help me live each day with Temperance and Fortitude.
