July is running away as fast as it can.
i have been reconciling and asking questions and making meals for friends.
There have been days where it has felt right that they should begin with rain, like the day that i watched friends place a child in the ground and the day that i cried because i do not know what to do.
And there have been days where it has felt right that they should be full of sunshine and new beginnings and should end with meals in the park and with people that i love and with the stories of how God is so very good.
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this began as a tribute to rest, to slowing down, to remembering what it is like to be.
it began with a vacation and it continues on with the rest of life that i still refuse to believe can be defined as "the real world".
it began with a vacation and it continues on with the rest of life that i still refuse to believe can be defined as "the real world".
We are so obsessed with doing that we have no time and no imagination left for being. As a result, men are valued not for what they are but for what they do or what they have—for their usefulness.
[ Thomas Merton]
[ Thomas Merton]
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