Checkered Reality

Reality is not always what it seems to be.


About Me  


“ Often when he was teaching me to write in Greek the Fox would say, “Child, to say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it, nothing more or less or other than what you really mean; that’s the whole art and joy of words.” A glib saying. When the time comes to you at which you will be forced at last to utter the speech which has lain at the center of your soul for years, which you have, all that time, idiot-like, been saying over and over, you’ll not talk about joy of words. I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?”
/ C. S. Lewis, “Till We Have Faces”


I desire to be more intentional about my faith.  Now to translate desire into action.



“ the deflated pillow is having a hard time re-flating.


BBC News - Taiwan dog poo lottery proves a 'big success'

The city simply cannot afford to keep exchanging dog poo for gold.



“ Long, tiring, somewhat downer day… but friends at the end make it all worthwhile.


Probably one of my favourite photos that I’ve ever taken.

Probably one of my favourite photos that I’ve ever taken.



Autumn.

Are Christians not Interested in Dialogue?

Catatonically peopled-out.

Truly listening to someone for an hour (as closely as possible) is one of the most exhausting things I know (M. Scott Peck said so first, and he’s right).

I trust it is not just exhausting, but—on some level—worth it to that person.



Reblogged from rulesformyunbornson
“ Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage. Anaïs Nin (via rulesformyunbornson)