Acedia is the sin of the squirms. It's like when my mom used to make Mary, Joe, Hannah, and me do FOB (Flat on Back). When I was lying down and was told to be still, I could think of nothing but squirming.
I am commanded to be FOB again. I'm tempted to move. I watched Imax's Hubble with my cousin Jenna and saw 500 million miles-an-hour winds sweep through a star field. I will let that wind blow me into nothingness. And I will be restored to stillness as he whispers my name.
2 comments:
I love your blog and you.
You, the one whose dreams I shared when you were alone at night and afraid.
I share them still.
Thank you.
I'm glad you came. You're still a "kindred spirit."
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