conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

abide with me...

I am tired.

It is a good tired, but my head cold is encouraging a bit of crankiness on my part. I have been doing a lot of administrivia today. I don't mind adminsitrivia as a general rule, but today has been especially heavy. I have put about 30 miles or so on the acr that is church related (Say nothing, Jane Ellen. I know.)...and that is kind of a lot given I have not yet left the North Shore suburbs.

Oh, knowing that Cliff is beginning to settle in his new digs is good. It also reminds me that I moved and started a huge new job in the same period. Somehow I think that this is a normal stress level given the situation.

the list
meet with pastor from church start here at CCW
get stuff for parsonage (This involved two Home Depots and one Best Buy...current success: nil. But the place will be ready next week maybe.)
contact ABC benefits people to get that stuff finalized
stare at tomorrow's schedule and wonder what drugs I must be taking
work on sermon a bit
get the cable guy to come out and set things up
final session for premarital counseling

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of heavens dance between you.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

This is enough for one day.

listening bar
Wild Montana Sky by John Denver, something cool from Sean Michael Dargan, A Little Rain(?) Cowboy Junkies

Posted by tripp at July 12, 2006 05:18 PM