Sorry to have been rather quiet these last couple weeks. I've been sort of bogged down in stuff. Ok, ok stuff. . . what do I mean by stuff? Well. . . I suppose I mean relational, and work stuff, and what's the meaning of my life and why can't I make myself happy, or figure out what makes me happy and do it. Ya know the really light easy to handle stuff. So I've refrained from dragging you all along with me.
The stuff has been heightened lately because my roommate has been out of town for over a week now leaving me to spend way to much time alone. Also I'm trying to get another job, which I've interviewed for and taken their test and still haven't heard anything about. I'd really like the job. One of the major perks would be that I would not have to answer a phone. The second delightful thing would be I'd actually get to write. The third is that I would actually be working for a ministry I whole heartedly believe in.
Anyway, there are things to discuss if I can come out from under the fog.
I will sing for the veil that never lifts/I will sing for the veil that begins, once in a life time maybe, to lift/I will sing for the rent in the veil/I will sing for what is in front of the veil, the floating light/ I will sing for what is behind the veil—light, light and more light/This is the world and this is the work of the world. ~Mary Oliver
Monday, April 7, 2008
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4 comments:
bring us into the fog with you, friend. we can walk together. so much better to hear how you really are anyway.
It's hard to write from sad places, but thanks for the update. I'll be praying about the job.
so glad you blogged from your foggy bog. ;) sorry, i couldn't resist. honestly, your voice is good to hear no matter the state.
I concur!!! Good to hear your voice, and glad you peeked out into the blogosphere.
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