January 10th, 2004

Radioactive

What a weekend looks like

Been a good weekend. Yesterday was Victrola in the morning, sushi lunch with Jeremy, and pub time with Nate and Nathan in the afternoon. This morning I led preparation for Community Group with Annette, Heather, and Nate (on Psalm 57— "Strong Faith in a Faithful God," an amazing 1915 Spurgeon sermon centered on verse 2, is worth a read), then our quartet adjourned to breakfast at Coastal Kitchen.

The afternoon has been lazy. Cooked a bit (chicken au gratin) and am watching The E! True Hollywood Story on Dr. Phil now. May be moving from passively scoffing at him to actively disliking him. Then again, E! is to news as Dr. Phil is to mental health, so I should reserve a bit of judgment. And honestly, he's in the same camp as The Oprah as "people I resent being expected to care about in the first place."
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Discontent and desire

It seems to me that we can never give up longing and wishing while we are alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them.

—George Eliot

Something awful has happened; something terrible. Something worse, even, than the fall of man. For in that greatest of all tragedies, we merely lost Paradise—and with it, everything that made life worth living. What has happened since is unthinkable: we've gotten used to it. We're broken in to the idea that this is just the way things are supposed to be. We dismiss the whispers of joy with a cynical "Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt." That way we won't have to deal with the haunting.

—John Eldredge, The Journey of Desire
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