Yesterday morning, we finished layout on the paper over an hour early, so when the .pdfs had been sent, I headed down to Scripture Study, for the first time on time (or really at all) since the quarter started. It was... I shy away from the word 'edifying' as a general rule for various reasons, but... yeah. Spiritually fulfilling? God, I love these people. (Things to work on: loving the world outside the people I know. That's about a million times harder, I can't help but notice.)
It's strange how we can take solace, soul-nourishing fellowship, from such completely different settings. Sitting in a
The Diocesan convention is this weekend. Our rector is having some minor (we hope) health issues. I'm trying to redirect static nervous energy into prayer instead of worrying... but worrying is a lot easier, comes more naturally, than prayer. Apparently no one bothered to inform humanity while it was evolving that worrying is a completely useless impulse. (Seriously though, what kind of an evolutionary advantage could anxiety possibly have? Bah.)
This was originally written longhand, and typed up over three different devices - two borrowed from school, and the last a two-inch touchscreen. I do humbly beg pardon for any loss of coherency. There was another paragraph written, about call-and-response, but I'll think leave it off for now and poke at that idea later.
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