community

i had a really swell evening/morning combination just now, and wanted to share it with you. 

(again -- i hope my relatively constant input here is encouraging and not obnoxious -- i went quite some time being so recluse the past year or so, and have suddenly emerged from that wielding an unsuppressable accumulation of commentaries i feel compelled to sow in all these little communities i find myself part of this autumn... a strange season of planting perhaps.. the farmer in me is hard to hide?) 

i find my daily time/temperament cycle tends towards Evening: melancholic/chill/quiet processing, Morning: optimistic/purposed/intellectual breakfast.  (and the "farming" in between)

so last night i had a really simple 15 minutes or so driving home from work (in a roundabout fashion)(i like roundabout routes, you've probably noticed that about me, or at least deduced that there's no way it takes 15 minutes to drive from work to my house)... it reminded me, ruthi, of our drive back from Millar to MJ, 'cause it was dark already (love this time of year for that -- night is such a great time!) and i was driving quietly, down dark roads and through still sleepy trees, listening to william fitzsimmons... this is probably my favourite thing for an evening, quiet drives with good soundtracks, taking off the day and traversing the universe in my small way...  and mister fitzsimmons sings a lot of really sad and tragic songs that are really beautiful and somehow soothing despite themselves (he is a child of divorce, who has been divorced, his albums are largely about these events), and one of my favourite songs that was recently remixed is this: 

"i miss you like you're dead - and i never got to grieve you"  --    
i think i like a lot of his songs like this because they remind me of how my relationship with God is always doomed to be until it is entirely restored -- how many times a day do i leave the home he made for me, where he waits for me, to go off on unfaithful errands?  but God is such a good husband to his bride, and despite our failings, personal and communal, i love that we don't ever have to watch him go off in the arms of someone else and leave us the way we leave him.  i can't even process that.  ..

on the Morning note, i like to listen to Mars Hill sermons while i dawdle around getting lovely for the day and drinking my cozy coffee, and this morning was a kind of nice one about Community.  i don't have any particulars that i feel compelled to point out, i think it just had a lot of simple nutritious morsels (like the flax, logan -- how are your intestines by the way?  hahah) ... but i'm gonna share it here too, should you be seeking some sustenance that is easy to absorb.  did me some good this morning, and has encouraged my heart in simple ways: 

(i don't know if i can post the video/audio here -- but follow the link!)  :) 

http://www.marshillchurch.org/media/its-all-about-jesus/its-all-about-jesus-community 


now -- the field awaits, so off i go to absorb some actual nutrients and proceed to my many canvases... blessings on your days, brother and sister!  

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