'Lo.
Luckily, I've got a couple of posts scheduled to go up after the surgery. And who knows, maybe I'll be tickled by the brushstrokes of inspiration between now and then, but probably not.
I do want to link to this entry up at The Jesuit Post, which I find profoundly moving.
From the article:
"But I can stop telling myself who I shouldn’t be and start letting God tell me who I am. I can do my best to honor the call, and, instead of being who I should be, be who I already am – the beloved. It is God alone who calls us into being, and God alone with an imagination big enough for the great grace that is the gift of our lives."
That's awesome, and now if you'll excuse me, I've got a Real World marathon to watch, because easing stress is about lowest common denominators.
(I don't even remember what that means anymore. I hate math. I don't even like numbers. My SAT score was entirely made up of my verbal, give or take a couple hundred points. Back in grade school when they introduced us to Algebra, I wept openly in a tiny desk.)
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