Restoring the Soul

"I believe because it is absurd." ~Tertullian

Something is happening to the stony grip that has clenched my heart for longer than I care to admit. I am reminded of C.S. Lewis's description of Aslan's warm breath freeing the statues in the courtyard of the White Witch's castle. Remember?

"A tiny streak of gold began to run along his white marble back-then it spread-then the color seemed to lick all over him as the flame licks all over a bit of paper-then, while his hindquarters were still obviously stone, the lion shook his mane and all the heavy, stone folds rippled into living hair..."

The Quest Begins

"There is One, even Christ Jesus, who can speak to thy condition."
~~George Fox

Up from the grave...

I MIGHT start blogging again. MIGHT.

Victory or Truth?

I read something this week that I have been thinking about a lot.

"The mind seeks victory not the truth."

How often does the mind scramble like a defense lawyer to argue the point of view that justifies our actions or pardons our misdeeds?

Can the mind be trusted to tell the truth?

Candy Mountain

A tough week...

1. My Beulahology paper was due on Monday.

2.I was on sink #3 two times in a row.

3. My meal assignment was MEATLESS.

4. I was on Sabbath treat with Bitty Jingkins. AGAIN.

5. Spring cleaning is only three months away. ARRRRRRGH.

6. I was on BOTH bread AND cookies in the same week.

7. My favorite Muppets soundtrack got a red sticker.

8. I couldn't decide whether to go on town trip or to stay back and play volleyball with my PREF. I went on town trip,  and I think my PREF has fallen in love with someone else. Doh!

9. I got a ticket for having wet hair at breakfast and potentially causing EVERYONE (men and women) to stumble thinking about what I looked like naked in the shower. 

When will I have time to fill out my honor sheets and clean my room?

I hate my life.

I sometimes wonder...

Do you think it is possible that there are people who are so busy taking pictures of their wonderful lives and adventures that they miss out on the actual living?

I am just saying...

Not everyone sleeps on baby's breath and communes with the angels.