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8 comments:
for those of us who's weary brains are fried...do please expound.
The life God has given me necessarily excludes, by definition, certain things: fitting into my "normal" clothes all the time, those weekend getaways I hear so much about, etc. To desire things that I see my neighbor enjoying is to want something that isn't mine not just because I don't have it, but because I can't have it.
The things I think I want are a parody of the eternal and blessed reality. They are the joys without the crosses, as if there were such a thing in this fallen world. They are implants and lipstick, not Eve in the garden.
Coveting also blinds me to the blessings which are mine, the fruits of my little crosses: my closeness to my children, getting back into my favorite jeans without ever breaking a sweat, etc.
I would guess that it has something to do with antimatter.
So true, so very, very true.
Hey, do you still have that list of all our favorite sins? Though that was awhile ago; I'm sure I have at least a few to add...
Immanentize the eschaton! Fund antihydrogen! :D
I'm a daydream believer, which is to say I borrow trouble. Crud. I'll try harder next time I have a counter full of dishes and too much idle brain time . . .
And, yeah, what ever became of that list? I think I lost my copy . . .
I do have it! I ran across it a while ago and thought about posting it just for fun . . . what do you think? (Although I remember Gauntlets being not a lot of help back when we did it.)
Look, I summarized! For crying out loud . . .
Sleep....does sleep count? If so then dagnabbit :P
Hmmm, good question . . . how many mothers of newborns could fall asleep on the head of a pin?
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