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Deus Caritas Est: 30,000 feet
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Sunday, January 2, 2011. I'm about 30,000 feet in the air right now. Sort of dehydrated because this water is quenching my burning throat. One little cup isn't going to cut it. And the injustice of it all; open seats in first class. Wonder if I had asked earlier, I could have been bumped up. (I did get a nifty little free blanket). She had mercy, another cup of water is on it's way. My throat now has an abundance of this wonderfully cooling liquid. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You surely have come...
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Deus Caritas Est: November 2010
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Friday, November 12, 2010. All I wanted was food and a movie. It's really not too much to ask for. I didn't want my eyes opened to the pain. And I got so much more than I bargained for. Waiting in line, I saw her bloodied up face. The sad look in her eyes told a story. Bruises and blood covered her features. A shell of her once beautiful glory. All she wanted was love and acceptance. It's really not too much to ask for. Instead she got a backhand and a fist. So much more than she bargained for. Only that...
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Deus Caritas Est: Homesick for a time
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Tuesday, July 12, 2011. Homesick for a time. I guess I have a lot of thoughts in my head that haven't been allowed to be spoken. Sort of like a silent movie, without the subtitles. I don't see many people these days, and you'd think it would be a restful time but this doesn't feel restful. Doing nothing is not restful. It's lethargic. Yes, lethargic is almost the most adequate word. I find myself in the waiting place. Waiting for people to come back, waiting for a job to start, just waiting. Of Dave Pepi...
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Deus Caritas Est: Little Comfort in my prayers
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Friday, December 10, 2010. Little Comfort in my prayers. We're allowed to be sad, right? We're allowed to be grieved when things don't go the way we think they should go, especially when we know to the best of our ability that we're being obedient to the Spirit? So where do you even go from there? When you've uprooted your family, moved to a far away place, barely making it month to month financially, what do you do? Is it wrong to feel that praying in those situations gives you little comfort? You surel...
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Deus Caritas Est: December 2010
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Friday, December 10, 2010. Little Comfort in my prayers. We're allowed to be sad, right? We're allowed to be grieved when things don't go the way we think they should go, especially when we know to the best of our ability that we're being obedient to the Spirit? So where do you even go from there? When you've uprooted your family, moved to a far away place, barely making it month to month financially, what do you do? Is it wrong to feel that praying in those situations gives you little comfort? Am I runn...
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Deus Caritas Est: January 2011
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Sunday, January 2, 2011. I'm about 30,000 feet in the air right now. Sort of dehydrated because this water is quenching my burning throat. One little cup isn't going to cut it. And the injustice of it all; open seats in first class. Wonder if I had asked earlier, I could have been bumped up. (I did get a nifty little free blanket). She had mercy, another cup of water is on it's way. My throat now has an abundance of this wonderfully cooling liquid. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). You surely have come to the ...
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Deus Caritas Est: October 2010
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Thursday, October 21, 2010. Untitled (Monday, January 19, 2009). This pain that I have has no cause, rhyme or reason. Let me rip my heart open, let me show you the season. Unannounced it comes down like some fires from Hell. Demons who gnaw at you, wishing you well. Your chains are so heavy, click-clacking behind. But onward you press, and you slowly resign. They've always been there, like some unwanted cyst. Maybe you should end it, would you really be missed? Somewhere along you've forgotten the mission.
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Deus Caritas Est: July 2010
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Saturday, July 24, 2010. Are we this serious? When we are in hand-to-hand conflict with the world, the flesh, and the devil himself, neat little Biblical confectionery is like shooting lions with a pea-shooter; God needs a man who will let go and deliver blows right and left as hard as he can hit, in the power of the Holy Ghost. Nothing but forked-lightning Christians will count.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). If you're reading this blog to see the " life. In David, to see David slowly, but surely die.
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Deus Caritas Est: April 2010
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Friday, April 30, 2010. Well, classes are finally over but it seems as I've passed one set of hoops to jump through, another appear on the horizon. I was told I was staying in my current place of residence on campus until the end of May, however I've just recently found out that I need to move out most likely on Monday. So, all that cleaning I should have been doing during finals week, I didn't because.well I thought I didn't have to. And now I do. Tuesday, April 27, 2010. I should update, I suppose.
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Deus Caritas Est: February 2012
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Saturday, February 18, 2012. It's deceptively sunny out. I know this because it is snowing as well. One of those days where you long to be outside, and the second you do, you suddenly long to be inside. I confess, I don't know the correct consistency for oatmeal. It always seems too thick or too thinned out. Maybe I should follow the recipe, but in terms of simply adding water to something (i.e pancake mix, or the instant mashed potatoes) I've always been a do-it-yourself sort of mixer. Of Dave Pepin," t...
