Here is a post that I saved as draft for much too long. but here it was, is.
this is awesome, the way you guys hold me up.
Today after Kick boe, or at the end when we gently stretch, after causing havoc with the tech beat, he played Ben Harper. It went "I'm blessed, I am blessed, I am blessed to be a witness."
And i am, i am so blessed to be a witness. i'm so blessed to have Christ in me. i'm so blessed to have you guys, and feel so knitted in this new way in the body. all this outpouring! and honoring! and throwing things up!
"the oatmeal is ready!" camille shouts. we are broke. we have oatmeal!
. . . Hallelujah, i found a cookie in the fridge (nonwheat for sensitive me) from last week. it was perfect, a little something something with the oatmeal.
i got in touch with my masculine and feminin side tonight. i did kick boe, which felt like it was kicking
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
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ah, young and in touch with every sensation you feel. so cool. enjoy the good in feelings (and hang in there with any bad that may come up) and beware the misleadings (of feelings - not the truth of god's word or what he tells you in your heart - beyond physical sensation).
i - myself - who used to do competetive running and soccer (and tae-kwon-do to help those) am now trying to get back into volleyball and/or, at very least, jogging (not more than 2.5 miles at a time =)
in him,
bro mike =)
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