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September 2009
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On these days, I want to live somewhere warm and simple. I would leave these books and big ideas, I would leave the griddle. Here I would set myself apart. The coarse and the beautiful.

On these days ... oh, to begin again. To let my self go. What are all my foolish plans in the face of God? What is the beauty of a blaze of sunlight, what is the freshness of a spring rain, to one who will not leave what they have to hold these things?

Why do I cling, and delight in the things of the world? Why must I slip

Where is the garden? Where is the sunlight?

It is easy to say I must be here to put my talents to some use.
And then it is easy to say that the reason I fail, the reason I cannot have a monasticism here among the world, is because I simply do not love God enough. Well, nobody does. It cannot be done. But I do not think that is the pith of it.

I am sure this will be useful for something someday.

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