Yes, I intentionally kept you from seeing my kitchen sink and toilet, and the big pile of papers on my coffee table. You’re welcome!
Our creative community blog is here.
What about y’all? What’s your creative process like?
On my way home from work yesterday, I was thinking of how small our seminary community is, but how often people seem to meet “the one” here…
Then I started thinking about that highly emotional state called “infatuation” or “falling in love” – and then I started thinking about how it seems to be a cultural norm in our society.
Then I started thinking about those little tribes of people huddled in huts and stuff, and whether or not they “fell in love” or just had to marry the only post-pubescent non-relative within a ten mile radius.
And then I started thinking about arranged marriages, and started remembering some of the stories that my older South Korean friend told me last year.
Then I started wondering: Do we all fall in love? Do we all, at one time or another, get that warm fuzzy feeling? Is this a requirement for the “happily ever after” marriages?
My guess is no. And, honestly, you single people should be relieved to know this. Because, here’s a little secret: the warm fuzzy feeling doesn’t last. But somehow marriages still last, beyond the heart palpitations and sweaty palms.
And I think that’s what true love is all about.
And I think the hut-people, and the arranged-marriage-people, and the sweaty-palm-people, can all get to that kind of lasting love.
What do you think?
I read an article this morning about how non-musicians hear songs. The article talked about how musicians focus on structure and organization and words and blah blah, when non-musicians might not notice such nuances. It was a fascinating read, to say the least.
So I wanted to ask, when you hear a song, which grabs you more – the music or the lyrics?
Last week, my mom asked if I knew about tweeting and skype. She said she’s been hearing about that stuff and wondered if I knew about it. (grin – hi mom!) And if I tweeted.
I said I did, and then asked what she thought… She actually has twitter figured out, and could probably do a better job of explaining it than I could. And, in regards to skype, she’s actually considering getting a web-cam.
I was impressed.
So, yeah. Do you know about tweeting?
Leave a link. Let’s keep this community connected. Tweet tweet.
(Something tells me I’m gonna look back at this post in 30 years and laugh.)
Last week y’all dumped it out here.
I asked if any of you were learning hard lessons, and dang did we get some responses.
It’s my job to fulfill, not to understand.
This one hit me hard. It’s from a comment by Gitz, who is a phenomenal woman with a heart that is even more beautiful than she is. Gitz wakes up every morning (if she’s lucky enough to get some sleep) to a debilitating disease that leaves her house-ridden. (Gitz: Is that the right phrase?)
But she hasn’t lost her faith, her hope, or her heart.
I want to take a minute and chew on what Gitz is saying…
In order to fulfill our purposes in life, do we have to understand it all?
