In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes*; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?
* C.S. LEWIS, J.R.R. TOLKIEN, SHERLOCK HOLMES, G.K. CHESTERTON, N.D. WILSON, AND P.G. WODEHOUSE, ARE ENCOURAGED
The sky was indigo at dawn
So yes, I'm woefully behind on blogging here. Life continues busily with much real life and good things. Extra hours of work here, extra prayer for others there. Moroccan sweet potato lentil soup in the crockpot... One long day off where I lounged and watched Veronica Mars and worked on a puzzle with hundreds of blue pieces.
Went to a wonderful worship service late last night. I love that within a few minutes, so many like-minded hearts are growing and being lifted up to God every day, every week. It's a beautiful thing.
I want to sit at your feet
Drink from the cup in your hand
Lay back against you and breathe
Feel your heartbeat
This love is so deep
It's more than I can stand
I melt in your peace
A Guide to Drinking Tea
I'm off to do yoga, shower, make fried rice, and head out dancing!