An oxymoron, or so it sounds, but I’ve read many refreshing phrases and clumps of sentences in the past day or two that I’d like to link and bookmark for the time being…gems I discovered in my aggregator and want to share with others….
Fred First saw A Certain Order
So I am thankful for dew and frost, for poetry and for prayer. I am thankful for that which reveals pattern and purpose in this world shot through by chaos and indifference.
Shimon drew my attention to two almost poetic postlets.
But Leonard Nimoy did not pen this story; it is for real. [via Midaregami]
Brandon Behle’s travel log from Thailand. [via Micropersuasion]
Every day of our lives, every minute, we are tested. We are called to be something greater than we are in the previous moment.
Ernest Prabhakar’s post The Waters of Happiness
What does it mean to be happy? How does that relate to joy? And differ from contentment?
Amanda Witt had a recurring dream …
It is good to wake, heart sore, longing for a place we cannot see, for people we cannot touch.
It is only good if we know our longings one day will be satisfied.
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