No, I take it back; THIS one...

"Do you remember the day that you first realized that most of your best talents fell somewhere outside the circle of gainful employment? "

Post of the Day

"Chairs piled high with endless stories, everything spilling over onto the floor like the drool from some poor fool’s slack mouth as he tries to tell people about his time aboard the alien ship, but is actually recalling his memory of the peeling paint from the old root cellar door of his grandparent’s farm that was bulldozed away thirty years before to make way for larger combines. "

Some days the yoke doesn't seem easy at all.

"As I write these words, I've been in "the process"--the discernment process, the formation process--for years, I fought entering the process. I didn't want the burden; it seemed too heavy for me. I had reasons, highly sensible reasons, to fight it: time (or the lack thereof), money (ditto), family commitments, work commitments...But when the call is real, it doesn't let up. It wasn’t a question of what I needed, but what God wanted. Sometimes, the process has been incredibly painful. But every time I thought I'd reached the end of my rope, the Spirit threw me another length. When I fully accepted the burden, I understood: when the yoke fits properly, it is carried easily, and with a light step."

ROAD TRIP!

You know it's time when you discover yourself checking out your ebay comment profile because they like you.

considerably

"the age was considerably less than reality."

The Beginning of the End?

"'A prairie fire of activism has started,' Andrews argues. 'Our job now is to fan these flames and get a conflagration of opposition spreading across the country."

I gotta get a new job....

"Eak’s solo act displays his many tattoos, includes a lecture on diversity and stands three audience members on his chest as he lies sandwiched between two beds of nails."

(Thanks, Ted.)

Where is Chris Locke when we need him?

Topic Drift: "Just discovered the following gnostic text hidden in plain sight in the latest New Yorker magazine."

i am taken to task by a benevolent beeper

and I believe the message is "WTF why aren't you posting anymoreWTF?"

I dunno, I don't have anything to say. I have been looking at other blogs, not getting anything else done myself. It will pass, I'm sure. I've certainly gotten out of what was a regular habit, haven't I.

Sorry. This, too, will.